We left on Wednesday, flew to Dallas and made the three hour drive to OK. No one could sleep that night knowing that we would see him for the first time in months the next morning. The first glimpse we got was during their demonstrations. I know it sounds sappy, but I cried! We couldn't talk to him or hug him until they dismissed the entire batallion. Then, Savannah launched herself at him and cried and held on for dear life. We weren't too far behind!
He spent the rest of the day with us, telling stories of what he'd done the past few months and, I have to tell you, I am so proud of him. He really seems different and grown up. We told him what his graduation present was (it was going to be a surprise but since it isn't ready, and he was going to get home ahead of us, we went ahead and let him know.) We had the basement renovated into an apartment for him. He is so tickled- says he may never move out. That is ok with me after being without him for so long! (Well, and hopefully his stuff will stay down there!)
The graduation itself was impressive. 245 soldiers chanting, moving in rhythm, and sitting stock still, even when their little sisters are taking their picture (see the one above!) When it was over, he had an hour before he had to be on a plane home. We were 12 hours behind him! So once again we were traveling with "we gotta get home and see Chris" on our minds. Thankfully the flight was uneventful, and even 10 minutes early (thanks, American Airlines!)
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