While serving in Iraq for a year, my parents mailed me my cell phone so that I had it when I landed Stateside. Upon landing, I played my first voicemail. It was my Dad. Through tears & a shaky voice, he told me that I did not need to worry about getting him anything for Father's Day. Having me home safe & sound was the best & only gift he could ever want. I cried everytime I played the message until I lost it when my phone broke, fourteen months after my return home.