Don't burn your bridges...it's a small world

To those of you who don't check my blog hourly, I apologize for giving you three posts to read at a time.
Story of the day:
I ran on base to get some groceries for dinner tonight (ladies bible study), and decided it was time I stop by my old shop to say hello. I wasn't expecting too many familiar faces, a couple of NCO's who arrived at the end of my tour, and our two wonderful and inclredibly british civilians, Alan and Grahame. I walked in and went to the main office, where said individuals were expected to be, and got the best double-take I've ever seen (without my sister that is) folowed by three great smiles and hello's. There were hugs, handshakes and whatnot. Alan said he'd been talking about me not 30 minutes prior t the fellow across the hall. We walked over to the other office (the one where I had started my AF career) and there sat TSgt Vaugh!!!!!!! My first supervisor...the first person I'd met at RAF Lakenheath over 5 years ago now. I'll admit, and you'll not struggle imagining it, but I was so surprised and excited I couldn't hold back a few tears!
He'd left for Colorado long before my days here were done, and we lost contact after I moved to NC, and even more after I graduated into the civilliam world. Turns out, he and his wife are stationed here again, got in about 2 weeks ago. I had no clue...but it's been the best surprise thus far. (every time I'm on base I keep an eye out for any familiar faces).
The moral of this story: it's a terribly small world! God's got plans, and I'm glad I get to have 2 more months with Perry and his wife Caroline, The Sergants Vaughn.