My boy, my oldest will be home tomorrow evening. He’s spent the past week immersed in friends, church and doing good. I missed the hell out of him and can’t wait to see him.
I’m hoping he remembered to use the camera he took with him. I really want to see some pictures. I also can’t wait to hear all the stories although I imagine that will have to wait until Tuesday at least. I imagine he’s going to crash and burn from exhaustion tomorrow evening.
But, right now I’m simply happy he’s coming home.