Welcome Home

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Welcome Home

By: mom

As I sit here waiting and watching the travelers scurry about

the airport, I noticed a young woman carrying a newborn in a

courier close to her breast. I stared for a moment

remembering how anxious and excited we were on that special

day you arrived. You looked so small and helpless, crying

loudly as they washed you and snuggled you up in a warm

blanket, then laid you in my arms. I remembered Dad looking

on with pride. He didn't know I saw a sigh of relief

leave his tear stained cheek.

Yes, we counted your little fingers and toes, made sure

everything was where it's suppose to be, nothing missing

(perfect).

The wait again is almost over, anxious and excited as we

were long ago. The plane that brings you home to us has

landed and your days in an unfamiliar land not knowing your

own destiny has ended.  You've served your country well.

As I watch for you to appear, my heart races and feels

like it will burst. My knees knock, my hands shake, my eyes

search the crowds rushing here and there. Then suddenly there

you are, standing straight and tall before us with a smile

that would warm the hearts of angels. Words unspoken, my arms

reach to cradle you with love. I don't know how long I

hold on.  In this moment, time stands still.

When I finally look up, I see Dad patiently waiting his

turn, the years of worry and despair on his face relaxed. I

could see the joy and pride in his eyes. He gives you a big

strong hug, a pat on the back, picks up your baggage and says

"We've missed you. Welcome home."

Corrie

This is a nice piece. There is warmth to it.

I really liked this short story. My husband is retired military. Also, being a mom, I had a lump in my throat as I read it through the first time.

Will

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