Together at last!

After 8 months, 4 flights/ 19 hours of flying time, and 2 days/ 10 hours of driving we are finally together again. It was a little hard to know how things would be after having been apart for so long, but I am thrilled to say that it's almost as though he never left. The kids have adjusted beautifully (D, the 16 month old, was a little shy at first, but now he jumps from my arms into his Daddy's arms right away). And all I can say is, well, it's very, very, VERY good to be back in hubby's arms.

Our smooth adjustment into our "normal" family life comes from 1. Lots and lots and LOTS of prayers, and 2. We have kept up strong lines of communication. Not all military families are as fortunate to be able to talk to their loved-ones every day like we are. We're just blessed that my hubby works in an area that he can call us daily, and he chooses to forgo hanging out and relaxing in his "hooch" at the end of the day, in order to take the time to call us.

We're also blessed that we are able to have some extra transition time as we met Hubby at an Army base far from home while he trains the unit that is replacing his (which is what he's doing at this very moment). Next week we will drive home and his actual "leave time" begins, and then he returns back to Iraq for his last 3 1/2 months. Three months don't seem so bad in comparison to 8 months, but we'll make it through like we did before, all in God's strength. I'll be out of the "blogging world" while he's with us during the training and especially while he's home on leave. Time is precious...