Prepares to come home
The first song I sang to him was "Simple Man" by Lynyrd Skynyrd. (As I showered this morning, a "double shot" of Skynyrd began on the radio - an auspicious beginning to the day he came home.)
The first words I spoke to him were, "You are magnificent, and you are loved."
Tonight, his mother & I will toast him with our finest bottle of wine & then smash the glasses. For no one else shall ever drink from the glass with which I have celebrated my firstborn son's coming home...
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