He set his foot on the plane out of Iraq as far as we now. Finally. A few more days and we can finally say 'welcome home' after 12 long months. The longest ever. The last two weeks almost daily planes are arriving here and welcoming soldiers home. His soldiers, too. I even picked up another wife from the airport, she spent the night here and we brought her to the Cooper field to pick up her husband, but I couldn't stay there, seeing everybody else coming home but not him. So there was no holiday mood around here yet, something, somebody was and is still missing.
Now we are waiting for 'that phone call' to know how many more hours left, until he finally will be back home.