Monday, March 28, 2016


Waiting, waiting, waiting, his flight was delayed an hour and 15 minutes! 

The happiest of reunions!! 

  Poor baby threw up a few times on the plane...I just loved hearing his voice and I stared at him from the back seat.  

The next morning...oh how I loved to see him in his bed.  At home. 

 His garments and shirts were filthy, no longer white but a shade of brown and grey.  He worked hard!! 

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