My son was in his Senior year of high school when 9/11 happened. By January he had made the decision to join the Air Force. I cried a lot! If you read my very first post you'll see how my craft room came to be in his old bedroom. I missed him so much in his first four years of Active Duty when he was stationed in Tacoma, Washington; but even that was easier than his current assignment: Pearl Harbor, Hawaii! Washington is a two hour time difference, I could call him or I could wait until the time was right, Hawaii has a five hour time difference and a trip 'home' is a lot more expensive than flying from Seattle.
Off we go into the wild blue yonder
Flying high into the sky!
I picked up this 1940s sheet music for the Army Air Corps theme song and put Mr. Wonderful to work framing it up for me. A thrift store frame and then my creative husband layered vintage sheet music and printed up pictures of our son's ribbons (from his Air Force awards on his uniform) and used them as a banner across the top!
My Fly Boy, ( I mean Technical Sgt.) will be home on leave enjoying the best of the heat and humidity we can offer him for the next 10 days. We will also celebrate his 29th birthday! I'm so happy to have a reason to cook the foods he loves and talk to my son 'live and in color".
There's no place like home!