After 4 weeks Brad and I have been reunited once again. It may have been pouring down rain, but you better believe I was out there on that flight line watching my love come home to me. I love when he comes home. I always make sure I have his favorite foods and plan to make the meals he likes, I make sure the house is nice and clean and I have a blast dolling myself up for our reunion.
Every time I see his plane come into view I get butterflies and when his plane touches ground my heart leaps knowing hes close to me again and when he walks towards me on the flight line I fall in love all over again.
So happy he's home!