We spent the day keeping ourselves busy by frantically cleaning and taking a trip to the pool.
Naturally, as the ceremony started, she got a bit fussy, but we were able to calm her down pretty easily.
You guys. I was SO DAMN NERVOUS. I'm usually a laid back person (unless chasing an ice cream truck) but I was so on edge and jittery. The hour we were there felt like an eternity. At 10:30pm on the dot, the lights in the auditorium flickered and the show began! They went BIG for these ceremonies - there was a live band and smoke. SMOKE guys. How official is that?! ;)
I'll never forget seeing all of the soldiers run out and Greg's cousin Ashley nudge me and say, "LOOK! HE'S RIGHT THERE!". Sure enough, three rows back, I saw my handsome husband's face, trying his best not to smile in the formation. I wasn't sure if I was going to cry or not, but seeing his face so close to my own was a feeling I'll never be able to describe. I started choking back the tears and tried to keep myself together.
Once all of the soldiers were in formation, everyone had to pretend to listen to a speech that probably lasted two minutes, but felt like two years. They listed off all of the accomplishments of the unit and while that stuff usually impresses me, in that moment it was in one ear and out the other. Sorry, Army! Finally, the magical words were spoken and the group was dismissed. The chaos began and we made a beeline for each other.
I'll be back soon with a post about what we've been up to since Greg's return and how the adjustment has been going!
Until then, spoiler alert: It's going really well. Our hearts are full.