Last summer we began to prepare for another deployment.
This time Kevin completely understood the terms, and it was not easy for him to let Daddy go.
Damian, thankfully, still had a cloak of naivety that shielded him from the pain his brother was going through.
We tackled each day, one at a time. Until it felt less like tackling and more like living.
After eight months, we began pacing the floor knowing that the hum of airplanes would soon belong to one of our own.
It could not have been possible to thrive without the love and support of my family & my very dear friends,
thank you all for the encouragement you have been to me.
I have a very similar picture of Kevin doing this {around Damian’s age} after Rocky’s 1st deployment.
This was a moment my dreams had been made of. I captured this one with my phone.
The boys & I are so proud of the sacrifices Rocky has made over the last eight years in the Air Force & are so happy to have him home.
The merry songs of freedom & boisterous patriotic speeches of my youth are replaced by a quiet reverence for our country’s freedom.
As we celebrate Father’s Day, and soon, Independence Day, I hope we are inspired to remember
the children & families of those who are currently serving & sacrificing for us all.
Thank you. ♥
My good friend, Caitlin of Simply Photography, captured the airport homecoming photographs for us.
I really can’t thank her enough for being there & taking pictures for us!Â
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