I was sitting in standstill traffic 5 miles from JFK when I saw a big plane fly overhead. That was when I started crying. Although I barely knew the family whose homecoming I was going to capture, I was all up in my emotions about it. As a military spouse (and way too much of a feeler in general) homecomings will always be huge deals to me.
Rebecca was far more calm & collected than I was (and okay, will ever be.) She showed up looking incredible, and she just handled a year long deployment like a boss. 1 year, 4 children, 1 parent. (Listen, I can't even go to the grocery store with 2 children by myself without acting like I need a medal for doing so.) This mama is tough.
When daddy finally rounded the corner, there was a blur of blonde hair (+ 1 brunette ;)) and in a split second they were all back in his arms. The stories couldn't come out of their little mouths fast enough, and everyone wanted daddy's attention and hands. It was non-stop talking, laughing, & a huge amount of love. I think I was smiling the whole time.
Thankful for Mike's safe return, and a family who doesn't have to say "I miss you" any more.