My nephew, Tom, arrived home from his tour in Afghanistan this morning. A bunch of us went to the airport to welcome him safely home. Here we are with our flags and signs, etc.
Tom's brother Jason is getting married this weekend. We're so glad he was able to be home in time to be his little brother's best man!
We were waiting for Tom for about 45 minutes, and many people came by and looked at our signs, asked where Tom had been, how long he had been gone, etc. It was really touching. All 8 in the picture below are Tom's cousins, from 4 families, and these are only about 1/3 of the cousins on our side. Too bad they couldn't have all been there!
I was able to catch this shot while he and his daughter were walking to the luggage carousel. I'll have to be sure to send this picture to Tom.
As happy as we all are to have him home, what really brought a tear to my eye were the older men who would stop and shake Tom's hand, saying what war they were in, thanking him for his service. Or the moms who have recently sent their boys off to war, coming by to say how glad they were that our family member was coming safely home. I'm getting a little weepy right now again, typing this. It was really nice.
Back to the regularly scheduled knitting content in my next post.... I promise!