All around me I can feel the excitement. The smell of a barbeque lingers enticingly in the summer air. Patiently, my mom, sisters, grandmother, aunt, cousins, and I stand in a crowd with around two hundred other people, each eager to see the relative they have been separated from for nine months. I have warm tears of joy rushing down my face, the only way I have seen my dad in the latest month is through a computer screen. It has been to long since I have felt his embracive arms wrapped around me in a warm, assuring hug. The past months without my dad being home have been increasingly difficult, he has missed many milestones, birthdays, and anniversaries. Today, when I finally see him after too long, I will be overjoyed. There are children with balloons and banners, waiting for parents they barely remember. Wives
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I started chewing my mint flavored gum rapidly, as I felt I might scream if I did not occupy myself. When the busses started pulling into the parking lot, everyone erupted into a huge mass of screams, hoots, and cheers. Many waved American flags and held their banners up high. When the busses finally came to a halt and the doors opened, the crowd seemed to multiply its sound. As the first man left the enormous vehicle, there was a massive amount of people genuinely grateful for the time he had put in. This respect continued as the wave of camouflage walked down the steps and walked to their families. Children were scooped like ice cream into the arms of their fathers. Men cried as they got to meet their children for the first time, feeling as if they were in a nursery and the child was mere hours old. I knew what these people were feeling, the day a loved one comes home after months of being away is a day when many months of worrying come to an end, and happiness fills in the void where the worry once was , and many tears of joy flow like
I started chewing my mint flavored gum rapidly, as I felt I might scream if I did not occupy myself. When the busses started pulling into the parking lot, everyone erupted into a huge mass of screams, hoots, and cheers. Many waved American flags and held their banners up high. When the busses finally came to a halt and the doors opened, the crowd seemed to multiply its sound. As the first man left the enormous vehicle, there was a massive amount of people genuinely grateful for the time he had put in. This respect continued as the wave of camouflage walked down the steps and walked to their families. Children were scooped like ice cream into the arms of their fathers. Men cried as they got to meet their children for the first time, feeling as if they were in a nursery and the child was mere hours old. I knew what these people were feeling, the day a loved one comes home after months of being away is a day when many months of worrying come to an end, and happiness fills in the void where the worry once was , and many tears of joy flow like