Giving Thanks Day Fourteen; Happy Homecoming

My precious, hardworking lineman husband spent the last sixteen (16!) days working storm duty on the east coast. When he left, we didn't know how long he would be gone, or where he might end up. While he was gone, he started out in a city, was moved to the country, in the mountains, where they spent the last week and a half sleeping on cots at a giant camp, eating in a mess hall, with no TV (imagine so many men, with no TV!), and little or no hot water. They worked 16-18 hours a day, and rode a bus to and from their work site to campsite daily.

We got the call last night, "should be released tomorrow."
This morning, I received the long awaited message, "On my way."

We were celebrating over here. We were thanking God and dancing, "Daddy's coming home!!"

I am so thankful my man made it home safe and sound!