My friend at work gave me a disc yesterday with over a hundred pictures of our arrival home from the desert so graciously taken by another one of our friend's wife (thank you!). I had no idea they existed, but I really liked some of them so I thought I would post them here. I know it is totally out of sequence being a month and a half removed from that wonderful day, and it is killing my need for strict organization. But hey, they are pretty cool so I wanted to share them regardless. They may not all be of me and my family, but I think they still did something for me, and I wanted to show what it was like that night as families got back together again. And we were only gone four months, imagine the poor troops who are gone for a year or longer. And to think this is happening to military families very frequently. I try not to be all cheesy, but it makes me wonder what it will be like when we return to our heavenly family. Another cheesy thought, as we came home it was the families who were there to greet us. Sometimes I feel that we get caught up in the materialistic side of this world, where the house, the flat screen, or the super cool and trendy clothes become more important than what truly should be the most important thing in this world, our family.

Laura pre-reunion with Sam. He was already tired at the start, how would it go for him?

Right off the plane. I love this picture even though I look like a doof (pretty standard for me, but you do have to cut me some slack, 24 hours travelling on a cramped airplane will do that to you).

The "happy" family reunited and on the way to the terminal. At least Laura and I were happy. As for Sam, he just wanted a bottle and sleep.

In the terminal and Sam is still not quite sure who the guy to his left is, luckily it all worked out and we're buds once again.

Talking to my mom and assuring her I am really home. Sam has finally calmed down. Next, I get to go give blood to ensure I haven't brought any nasties back with me. But trust the Department of Defense, they would never do anything to harm us. And gulf war syndrome, it is all in your head. BUT, JUST IN CASE, we'll take your blood and run it through a trillion tests then hold it against you if we need to. Love the military.

D. Bates with kids. I loves this picture especially, seeing them mauling him.

Dave Manning and wife. The picture says it all.

Our Director of Ops Lt Col Moritz. Classic.

Ryan Vander Veen and his daughters. Yes, if you look closely you can see him tearing up. Again, it says it all.

Bratton and his daughter.

Percy and his wife.

Our friends Doug and Annie Hulse and Lexy. He kept me sane for four months, my church partner.