Let me set the scene...
It's Thanksgiving morning, DD and 2 grands came early to help get the bird in the oven. With that complete, the side dishes ready to bake, granddaughter (Lump) from Kansas, here visiting with her mother, arrives to spend the afternoon with us. I'm gathering the Thanksgiving dishes and flatware, pulling out the serving spoons when I look up and there in real life is our son from Kansas standing in front of me. I latched onto his neck and he held tight while I sobbed. I haven't seen him since June. When I finally let go I realized his wife was standing behind him. Another hug and more sobbing.
Next, it's dads turn. DS walks into the living room without saying anything and stood in front of his dad until he looked up. Another locking hug and hold on while dad sobs. He hasn't seen him in a year.
Any of you that have followed along with our story know that DS and Lump lived with us for 4 years before moving to Kansas in August 2020.
What a wonderful Thanksgiving surprise.