EMOTIONAL: THE SOLDIERS ARE COMMING HOME

There are few moments in life as beautiful as what happens in this video. Loved ones reuniting, friends coming together and parents coming home to their children. There you can hear: “I feel really excited and happy. It’s just really exciting. I am glad to have her home,”

“It’s great, I’m here with my daughter who I just met for the first time and my wife” , “It’s great, I get to meet my daughter for the first time” . “It just feels so great, I am so happy. I do not have words,”. “A lot of time with family and friends!

 

 

uniting with the kids and wife”. “We are going to my father’s on Saturday and then Sunday we will probably just hang out at the house, and enjoy each other and be, you know, be a family for the first time, you know,” Andrew Hanson said.

 

 

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