There is nothing like the feeling when you see the smiling face of your sister and feel the warm grasp of her hug after shes been gone for over a year. The night she came back in 2009, my whole fanily made the trip down to the hanger her plane was headed too. We waited 10 hours... then we saw her. Beaming as usual, she ran tward us with a determination that I have yet to see again.
Two months later, she was debriefed and ready to fully come home. Everyone pitched in to creat a surprise party for her. We even rented a stretch hummer to go get her. When we got down there though, we found that she had a surprise of her own. she had buaghten a car and was planning on driving it. Intead she rode with us..
On our way to the party... we met up with the patriot guard, which was led by my uncle. They rode in front of us on flag bearing moterbikes. When we were about 2 miles from our town... one of the bikes had an accident. The first one on the site was my sister. She treated both of the riders and one of them ended up riding in the hummer with us.
I have never seen my dad cry.... but he did when my sister started walking up the path to our house.
it has been over a year since then, but the pride and love I feel for my sister will never cease to exist.
It was an amazing day!!! My hope is that she doesn't have to go oversea again. She is a soldier and I know she will.
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