About a week and a half ago, I decided that the house had been feeling a little empty for the past six months. I decided that I would head over to the squadron and see if some handsome pilot wanted to come home with me.
Out of all the folks in flightsuits there, I think I picked a good one to liven up the house again. Vera and Val even like him! Well, they like all the stuff he brought home to sniff and sleep upon, which is pretty much the same thing as fondness for cats.
Sampson is home, and all feels a little more right with my world. As he went back to work just a couple days after making his triumphant return, we’re still waiting on our summer vacation/homecoming honeymoon leave. There are still some (read: all) details to work out, but we are hoping to escape to a cabin in the mountains to enjoy some cooler temperatures and some time to ourselves. When we’re close to base, it’s all too easy for the squadron to call up with some crisis or other that requires Sampson’s immediate attention. Such is the homeguard life, I suppose.
We have several exciting new ventures planned closer to home, too, and I’m excited to share them with you all even as I share the experiences with the love of my life, my best friend in the whole world, and the guy who — luckily for him! — just happened to look best in his flightsuit on the day I decided I simply wasn’t going home without a pilot.