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He’s home!

I got to talk to him yesterday for just a minute, and my emotion took me by surprise.

Gabe:  Hi, Noey.

Noel:  (trying to talk) *sob*

I was just so relieved.  I got emotional when I got the word he was back in the states and safe, so it surprised me that I cried again when I talked to him.  It made me feel embarrassed, like a wuss.

This was his third time over there.  It was his first time, though, since I was a widow, since I knew exactly what his risk would mean for my sister in law if he didn’t come back.  I was scared out of my mind this time.

But, he did come back.  He’s safe.  He’s home.  He’s a hero (and so is she).

I'm breathing much easier.

Welcome home, Bubba.