To say our trip to San Antonio was wonderful would be an understatement. My son, an Airman now, made me cry. How gentle and patient he was with his dad. How he pushed husband around everywhere for 3 days, with not one complaint. The look on his face when he saw the damage that's being done to husband in the last 8 1/2 weeks. Our goodbye Saturday night was bittersweet. I cried, Jack cried. Husband was in his own world by then. Lost.
How yesterday, flying out of San Antonio with mixed feelings. How arriving in Dallas to catch our next plane to Albuquerque, only to find out our flight had been cancelled!! So, there I was, with husband, who by this time was a complete mess, stranded in Dallas for 8 hours! Oh, yes, that was fun.
We arrived home last night at 11:00 PM. Needless to say, I am exhausted, and will post pics by this afternoon.
All in all, with being stranded in Dallas, with seeing my son graduate, experiencing difficulty with husband, it was well worth it.
As tired as I am this morning, my heart is full.