Troha - Military Homecoming - San Antonio Family Photographer

A couple of weeks back I had the honor of photographing a homecoming for one of our military families.  It was an editing day for me, and I was checking Facebook when I got tagged to a post from someone looking for a photographer.  It was a short notice request. Her husband was coming home a week early and the photographer she'd hired for the event was booked that night.  As a veteran, and a military wife as well, I understand how important these events are.  I could make it happen, so I offered my services.  We got plans ironed out, and I had my gear ready to go. 

I didn't want to show up in my "editing day" outfit (old t-shirt and shorts or *gasp* pajama pants), so I headed upstairs to get dressed.  My door was locked.  My keys were IN. MY. ROOM.  Noooo!  Panic set in as I realized that I had no way to get into my room, or transportation to the airport.  I called my neighbor to see if she could give me a ride. Worse case scenario I'd just look... um... eccentric when I showed up.  She didn't answer; I was running out of time.  My husband was across town at work, also not answering. 

By now I was envisioning my client standing in the terminal waiting for me to show up.  She didn't have a cell phone, so I couldn't let her know what was going on.  I could just feel her growing concern, and how she'd feel when she realized nobody was coming.  Suddenly, I heard a big CRASH! upstairs.  My 13-yr-old son had been trying to get my door open, and finally just put all his weight into it.  The doorjamb was a little messed up, but not seriously.  I rushed in, dressed, and dashed out the door. 

I was so thankful that my son was able to come to my rescue, so I could go and capture this hero's return to his family.  :)