Time Just Slips By

I can't believe I didn't blog about it, or even remember it for a minute. Funny how your mind seems to file things away in the "oh let us just forget about that" file or "that was so awesome you'll never forget it" file. Well I have my files all mixed up apparently. It could have been because I was just over the moon about a different type of homecoming, my freshmen coming home for the first time for Thanksgiving that it just completely slipped my mind (file failure). On Thanksgiving just last year, I watched as the buses pulled up to the French Creek Community Center to bring home my soul mate from Afghanistan. It was cold, it was late, there was no turkey, no cranberries, no pumpkin pie but it was the BEST thanksgiving ever. I remember the buses rolling up to some cheesy patriotic song (sorry don't mean to offend but ask most Marines they will call them the same) and just having a heart full of love so big it just about burst by the time I laid eyes on my man. I had done this before, sometimes in summer, sometimes in winter, sometimes it was the first day of school...so the fact that is was Thanksgiving made no difference except it had given a whole new meaning to the word giving thanks. There were families from my husbands battalion that were sitting around the table for the first time without their loved one, and their were families spending their Thanksgiving in the hospital with their wounded warrior, but here I was, standing in the cold with my son ready to greet my Marine..I was and remain the luckiest girl on the planet.