It's been an emotional roller coaster the last few days... so many highs and lows.
We are all so happy and relieved to have Stuntman home, safe with us.
We had about 30 minutes on day 2 that we saw what could only be called a "reintegration issue".
It was me... I have been wound so tightly for the last 15 months, and had my emotions so turned off, that I had difficulty returning back to "normal".
It was regarding the kids and this problem that I was having. I needed to to the Heimlich Maneuver on E3 (he's fine) and it triggered a reaction that I hadn't anticipated. A river of emotions poured out of me. I recognized it for what it was and had a good talk with Stuntman.
Stuntman is currently at a memorial service for his best friend, T. T passed away just days before Stuntman returned home. He was here, not at war, he was safe. He was so supportive while Stuntman was away... I wish I could go today, but Stuntman preferred that I stay home with the sick kids, and the sitter is sick too... so I'm home.
Life has no explanations. There is no such thing as safe.