My soldier son is home, a civilian at last after 40 months in uniform. He survived Iraq, Afghanistan, Ranger training school, more jumps out of airplanes than a mother wants to know about, and the Army’s idiocy. His only scars are the invisible kind treated best by a full refrigerator, many paperback novels, and plans for the future that do not include weaponry.
HOORAH!!!!!
Welcome home!! And thanks for your service to Uncle Sam!
I am so glad for you and your son and your family.
Home in one piece.
Home in time for the wedding.
Home. Home. Home.
Thanks be.
I am so happy for your family. Welcome home and like vicki said thank you for your service to your country!
I’m glad he’s back with his family, and thanks for serving.
My heart took a giant thud at this entry. I have a son — I can only imagine. Bless you both and thank you both for service to our country. Now, on with the wedding. My congratulations to everyone over the happy event.
Yes, thanks to your son for his service. Thanks to his Parents and sibling for their thought and prayers for him during this time. I’m so glad he is home for the wedding. Please tell him ‘Thanks from the bottom of my patriotic heart’~Praise God.
Oh, I am SO happy for you!
My neighbor came home from Iraq about a year ago and the whole street had this little party. Hope your son is well.
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I’m so glad for all of you. I hope the refrigerator, novels, and loving arms do their work well. Blessings to all . . .
I’m so very pleased for you — and him.
Laurie, I’m sure all of our collective appreciation of your son’s safe homecoming and your daughter and new son-in-law’s perfect wedding is only a faint candle flame compared to your relief, gratitude and joy. Nonetheless, I add my hooray and huzzah! to the general cheer. May Noel continue to enjoy stable health, and may you even have some breathing and playing space before the march to the next book presents itself!
I’m so glad your son is home safe. My son is four, and already I fear.