I want to throw it back to five years ago when my husband and I experienced our first homecoming together. I’ve rewritten the first few paragraphs of an introduction over an over again never satisfied with how my words sounded on paper. Instead I’m going to let the pictures speak for themselves, after all a photo speaks more than 1,000 words.
All you need to know is this:
- Matt was in the Navy
- I had been living in Florida
- It had been 8 months since I’d seen him in the flesh
- He had been on deployment for almost 7 months
- I was worried about seeing him again for the first time in what felt like ages
- His father and uncle also were there to welcome him home
It was a hot day in Virginia Beach near the end of June. Thousands of eager families crowded around pier 11 hoping to spot their sailors. Each seamen was dressed in their Navy dress whites making the search a grown up version of Where’s Waldo.
Finally after hours of sharing the sweat being passed between the shoulders of fellow families waiting. We could see the Dwight D. Eisenhower pulling into the bay.
I stood on my tippy toes waiting to see if I could find Matt first. The sun was hot; beating down on my back and burning the soles of my flats to my feet.
I was nervous and unsure if I should be there. It had been a bumpy ride to get where I (we) was at and not knowing how everything was going to unfold was worrisome. This can either go really bad and awkward or overwhelmingly wonderful.
After what felt like hours, Matt’s father finally spot Matt in the sea of sailors trying to find their loved ones for the long awaited hug. All of a sudden the past 8 months had flown by and now I was about to see him again. My stomach dropped to my knees.
As soon as I was able to touch him all those worries went away. It was the best hug I had ever received and still stands as number one to this day.
It was an overwhelming feeling to finally be able to see him face to face. It was as if nothing had changed. He was a tad bit skinner and a heck of a lot whiter, but he was still my Matt.
And they lived happily ever after.