You look out the window exitedly you were coming home from your third and final tour in Afaganastan you hold a picture of your husband Mark, your daughter Luna, And your freinds that was taken the day you left. You couldnt wait to get home and hold Luna and Mark in your arms. Your plane lands and you run into the terminal and grab your bag you walk into the waiting room your eyes eagarly searching for Mark.
You hear your daughter Luna scream "MAMA" and she runs up to you as fast as her little legs can move. Her dark brown hair falls infront of her brilliant blue eyes she flings her little arms around you and you wrap your arms around her tightly. She starts crying into your chest and you pet her hair and shush her softly.
You stand up tears still running down your cheeks and see Mark smileing widly tears rolling down his cheeks. "MARK!" you scream and jump onto him.
He laughs and starts crying softly as he holds you close Luna wiggles herself imbetween you two and you collapse into a puddle of kisses hugs and tears.
