I got a call at work…I looked down at the number on the LED screen to make sure that I wasn't being summoned into action by Christine and saw a 973 number. Usually seeing a 973 number will put me directly into that rare place on earth we can call heaven. A 973 number is the number that calls us from Iraq. It means I'm getting a phone call from Matt. But today's almost made my heart stop. Phone calls from Iraq are expensive. In all three of the years that Matt has spent in Iraq, I may have gotten maybe ten calls. I never get two calls during the same week. My fear was rising when I picked up the phone. I was glad that it was Matt's voice that I was speaking with, and he's fine. He got his orders today. They will be home for Christmas!!! Yeah!!! And that isn't the only good news. When he comes home he will be transferring and be stationed in Ft. Stewart. Yeah! Yeah! Double Yeah! My son and I will live in the same state and he will be living by the beach!!! How awesome is that. This year seems like much less of a wash now. Doing the happy dance…..