August 10, 2014 by comhomflt
Long ago and far away
I dreamed a dream one day
And now that dream is here beside me
Long the skies were overcast
But now the clouds have passed
You’re here at last!
I found out in late June; my LT would be spending a brief time stateside to address some issues in person, and we could spend a weekend together. I could hardly contain myself and cried at the thought of seeing each other again. I couldn’t tell the kids anything more than that I was going to see a “friend,” because they’d be devastated. The day I left, I was a bundle of nerves. The poor guy on the plane next to me; I never explained my sudden tears, my shaking legs, my halting conversation. Finally, I managed to collect my bag from the bin without clunking anyone on the head and walk off the airplane and past security – and there he was! My LT in his khakis, wearing a big smile and a few extra ribbons, waiting to wrap me in his arms.
I threw my arms around him, suitcase and all; and with people streaming past, we shared a long-awaited embrace. There were tears and smiles and a bit of nervousness. It was wonderful. We held hands and laughed over how odd our real voices sounded to each other after months of tinny internet calls, and we weren’t quite sure how to react to being together again. We drove off together – in a Volkswagen Jetta this time, no Grand Marquis or Town Car, thank you very much! – and went to dinner. Somewhere between the parking garage and the restaurant, the strangeness of sharing life in person vanished; and, if it weren’t for the nagging thought of another “good-bye” at the end, it became like any other weekend away we’ve shared.
We spent the next two days palling around together as we like to do. The nearby base had a coffee shop that sold Starbucks beverages, so, naturally, we started off there.
Like the two history and science lovers we are, we filled our days with stops at Arlington, the Smithsonian Museum of American History, the Air and Space Museum, the Udvar-Hazy Center, and as many monuments as we could reasonably visit. There are many great pictures of the things we saw, even some artistic ones, thanks to my hubby; but my favorite pictures are those of us, even if the quality isn’t always the best.
It was hard to say our good-byes again, and I keep replaying our reunion in my mind. The next time, it will be for good and all; but for now, we have these memories. A dream come true, a gift from God, a foretaste of the real deal. To my LT, Happy Anniversary! May the Lord give us many more years to spend together. And to my in-laws, thank you! We could never have done this without your keeping the kids. To anyone else who may talk to our kiddos, mum’s the word, please – at least until the actual homecoming!