The gym was packed with anxious families for the welcome home ceremony. I helped my friend's kid onto my shoulders so he could see better as the soldiers entered the gym. They got released and ran to their wives, and I realized that mine wasn't there. I thought there must have been some misunderstanding about which day he was arriving, when I saw a second group of soldiers enter the gym. There he was. As I ran to him, I got so excited that I woke myself up before I ever touched him.
I've not been sleeping well lately. My dreams are a mess of 7th graders and welcome home ceremonies. I have been told an arrival day for my husband next week, and I keep fretting about whether he's going to arrive during the school day. I managed to put myself in an extremely stressful situation a week before my husband returns from war. What a stupid move.
Posted by Sarah at March 5, 2005 07:46 AMSurely to goodness there won't be a problem if he does arrive during the school day! I have to think they would more than understand.
As for the dream - you had me. I was already to hit "comment" with a great big YaHoo!!
But next week is NOT April, it's not 2 weeks from now - it's less than 7 days. Here's hoping you get a chance to "unstress" so that the time goes more quickly.
Posted by: Tammi at March 5, 2005 04:53 PM