Hugs.

Homecoming is looming and of course we're going; all the wounded currently in treatment are going. All I can think about right now is that I didn't get to hug Aaron for the first month he was in the hospital. His arms were very bandaged up and he was in the hospital bed. It took him getting into the electric wheelchair for me to get that hug. He stiffly wrapped his arms around my waist, and I could look him in the face as he did it. I immediately wept.

Must be nice to run into your soldier's arms after a long deployment.

I don't think I'll ever really be over it.