As you all know, Danny is HOME! Praise the buffoons my husband returned from afar! And thank heavens for Facebook, otherwise you all never would have known. Lately, I've been receiving the following feedback from people, "So, I bet you are just SO excited he is home! Do you just look into each other's eyes and never want to leave!!??" This usually happens at church and people say it with their head all sideways and their eyes glistening. (Picture that, would you?) How thankful I am to have friends and family that care so much about my feelings, but this comment always makes me laugh! (mostly because it comes from the older folks). It's wonderful, and hilarious the way people care so much, and I'd probably be doing the same thing if the situation were reversed. So, here is their answer, OF COURSE I am happy he is home! Excited? Naw, that died off after like the first 3 days. But I am ever so grateful to have him around again, that's for sure. It's all a giant roller coaster ride, really. Let me share. Danny came home October 24th, at like 2 or 3 am... and yes, I was freaking out like a mad dog. We had to drive to some crack location on base that was like forever away, and of course I never listened hard enough to the guy who told me the directions. I just told myself, "a) There's a million people that will be going there, b) I'm SURE the other girls paid attention." Well, of course none of us girls paid attention, and of course I had to be the one to lead us all out there. So, here I am driving the truck in darkness hoping I'll somehow find some plane runway-HA! I ALMOST made us all lost and late, and I had to pull over and call the guy who gave me directions. Of course my brain wasn't even slightly working correctly because I woke the poor guy up from a dead sleep, and then panicked and hung up on him! (Can you say freak out?) He called me back, and when I went to answer, my phone decided it needed to re-sync itself with the network so it shut off for a few minutes! I was kind of sweating bullets thinking someone was going to yell at Danny for his wife's absolutely ridiculous behavior; then he was going to go to jail. (I don't know why I always assume he is going to jail, but it feels like it when you mess with the military). Thankfully, we found a few cars going out there too, and ended up running right smack into it.
Here's what it looked like...
Epic huh? It gets me all jittery inside just looking at this picture! There was Danny after all this time! The plane stopped a ways away from us, so the men had to walk for a while before we could see their faces; talk about making your heart go a million beats per second. My favorite part was seeing this little girl, she had a huge sign that said "welcome home daddy," and she was SO incredibly excited, jumping up and down, and then she found her Dad and everything changed. She dropped that sign and lost all the expression on her face, and tears just poured as she ran straight to him and jumped in his arms. I pretty much choked up over that and had to hold it together; that part is real people. :) But, I was getting so nervous that I started hiding behind people, which I am naturally skilled at being not even 5 feet tall. Then, it happened-I totally saw Danny, and I didn't want to be cheesy like in the movies and run to him, but I couldn't contain my excitement and I ran, and so did my friend Lisa. We almost knocked each other out because Jon and Danny were standing next to each other and Lisa and I crisscrossed at full speed right in front of them. Let me tell you, it was like a 500 hour long hug too. I couldn't think of anything else in the world, or see anyone with my own two eyes; I was just on cloud nine! It was also why my pictures were terrible-no one could focus that night haha...
Having your husband home is an amazing feeling to be reunited, and also very, very new. It's like being re-married all over again for a few weeks; you have to re-learn everything. Danny was trying to learn our families little schedule, and I was trying to learn Danny's desire to help me with things I no longer needed help with. It was all very intimidating at first. We got the hang of it, and we are better than ever! I love having help around the house again; I love knowing there is someone in the house with me even, if we are in separate rooms doing other things.
The deployment taught me how important marriage is, how much our Father in Heaven really cares about our happiness, and it stood as a testimony to me. I didn't realized it then, but when I look back, I am in awe at how Heavenly Father really was there. He sent his love to my house; he really heard me for 6 months every night asking for protection as I slept. He helped me find things when they were lost, warned me, helped me fix problems, and helped me draw strength. I was grateful I knew him before, but mostly humbled at how much he knew me. Danny and I are ready for life now, our marriage only benefited from the time apart, and I'm sure we will have to do it all over again some day (that will bite);at least I will know to fear not, for the Lord is really on our side.
L♥VE This Boy!
