What do I say? This was the culmination of an idea and a dream that I have had for years. I have ALWAYS wanted to photograph a soldiers homecoming since I became a photographer, and even before that really. When Dan’s best friend James came home, I was able to photograph when they saw each other, but nothing compares to a wife and 4 little girls seeing Daddy after 8 month of deployment. Nothing.
I sat with my Starbucks Gingerbread Latte, looking out the window waiting to meet Meghan and her four daughters for the first time. She had contacted me two days prior about her husband Dave coming home… the day before Thanksgiving. As I waited to meet her, I was a ball of emotions, my eyes filling with tears even before we met. Of course I kept myÂ composureÂ when she met me, even though only moments before I was alreadyÂ overwhelmed. Her four daughters were immediately welcoming to me, which meant a lot since I felt like I was such an outsider in this priceless family moment. We were escorted to the ticket couter where we allÂ receivedÂ gate passes so that they could meet him right at the gate! The minutes leading up to the arrival were like Christmas morning. Tick Tock Tick Tock… When the plane finally pulled up, we quietly waited. Meghan was so gentle and patient, letting her girls express all the audible anticipation while she held the baby. I knew she was holding herÂ composureÂ for them. Dave came through the door and the explosion of happiness hit me like a wall. Hugs, Kisses, hugs, and more kisses… and or course tears… from all of us. I honestly cannot imagine how my holiday’s can be improved uponÂ havingÂ been witness to this moment.
Thank you Meghan and your little ones for inviting me along for this morning. Thank you Dave for you service.