It's the little things

Like the annoying pair of boots by the door (I mean really, how hard is it to line them up?) 

Or flight bag hanging on my pantry door

Or gawdy A bag ready to go in the garage

That typically drive me C-A-RAZY!  But today, I am so thankful that they are here.  Because that means he is home. 

In a few days, those bags will be gone.  Those boots will be missing.  My laundry pile will be smaller, grocery list smaller, to-do-list shorter.  But, I will wish I could just see those darn boots thrown by the back door, with no regard to my obvious organization...

Because he will be here, doing what he loves, and protecting our freedom.