Sunday

I was awoken by a phone call from my baby, saying he was on his way to get me, I looked at the clock, it was 7:30, one of his buddies had taken over his shift so he could have some time with me…thank you!!! He still had formation at 9 but we were looking at about an hour together, yippie!! He came and got me, I checked out of the motel (later learning that was a bit hasty) and we rode off to get some breakfast at Burger King on the post and then eat it while talking and sitting together outside his company, again really nice time. At 9 he went off to formation and I was going to wait for about a half hour to see if by chance he would have a little time after the formation. About 20 minutes later he came back with some friends in tow and told me he was released till 3:30!! I was soooo happy!! We dropped the friends off at the commissary and took him back to change into civvies, I wanted to hold his hand and kiss him in public…they kinda frown on that when he is in uniform. We then made our way to Lackland AFB, he wanted to see the BX (department store) there and compare it to the army base. After getting a little lost thanks to Google’s wonderful directions we got there and turns out the BX was about the same as the PX. Then we made our way to the Riverwalk and walked around there just checking things out and looking at the sights. We had lunch at a place called Joe’s Crab Shack, we used to go to one of them in Austin when we lived there and it was as good as we remembered it. We picked the boys up some souvenirs and then had to head back to the car because it was nearly time for him to go back to the unit. We stopped in at the Military Clothing and Sales and got him a CamelBak (a backpack made for holding lots of cold water) and some more souvenirs for the boys and the FIL. On the way out it became a little more real that he and I were going to be parting company because his unit was the next stop and I got a little teary. We stopped outside his unit and said good bye…it wasn’t as teary as previous goodbyes but I cried. We reminded each other that it was only three more weeks (hence the lessened teariness) and that then it would be home for him and we would be together again…like peas and carrots. I drove off, dropped off the rental car and the rental company gave me a ride on their shuttle to the airport. I am now sitting here, about an hour away from taking off and writing this…missing him terribly. Three weeks doesn’t seem nearly as long as seven months but I am afraid it will drag and drag…I cannot wait for him to be home, in the pool, making me laugh, being my spoon.

All in all, it was a fantastic trip, totally worth whatever hoops I had to jump through to move it back from the previous date and the hotel issues. Just a little longer….a little longer.