The other night I sat watching you tube videos of missionaries coming home from their missions, and luckily I have a brother n law who took pictures and video's of Justin's mission homecoming. Looking at these pictures and videos brings back all the memories of what it was like to be without him for two years. How our love for one another really grew through letter writing! The day he came back was the most anxious I have ever felt! Justin was going to ask his mission president about if he could hug me, and I knew this, so when we saw him, his dad tried to push me forward for the first hug, but I didn't know if I was allowed, and plus I wanted his dad to get the first hug. Well Justin came for me first. I can still remember the smile he had on his face, and how tightly he held me. It felt so wonderful! I am sure we had many people judging us that day, especially because we walked hand in hand from then on. I got my first return kiss as we were walking out of the stake center. It was short and sweet but so what I had waited for! Then I got an even longer kiss in the garage when we got home. The funny thing was that his dad and step mom Janet went inside and left us to say good bye, and well the lights turned off while we were kissing, and we felt bad so we went in. Dang light timer! I ended up having to leave not too long after because of some family drama that went on. But I am so thankful that I was reunited with my love. I ached for him so badly.
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You guys have been through a lot together and it's sweet to see you remembering the times that brought you closer together. P.S. I forgot what you looked like as a blonde! ha! But anyway, so glad you guys made it, you make each other into better people, and that's the best thing you can say about any marriage.
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