This was taken 21 years ago this month. He’d been in the Navy about 5 months at that point and was still in school. We were able to spend the weekend together before he had to get back to school. He flew in on Friday night and I will never forget the moment our eyes met as he got off the plane. When all the longing and love we felt during the months of seperation seemed to coalesce and pass between us in an instant and I knew he was home. Because we were together.
There were many nights spent waiting for him to come home. There have been many homecomings. That moment never lost it’s spark.
He’s retiring from the Navy this month. He’s home and I am oh so glad to be beginning a new life with him. Because we’re together.