Home is Where Your Heart is

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My husband is away quite often. This month alone, he will have gone to Atlanta, Dallas, Germany, England, and New York.  Very busy month and always something I dread.  So after 4 nights of him being away, it was finally time to greet him.

We walked down the escalator to the baggage claim of John Wayne Airport, hoping we get there before my husband comes out of the gate.  As we head down, 3 year old Oliver yells, “Daddy! Over here!”

My husband turns around and with the biggest smile you’ll ever see.

As soon as we get to the bottom of the escalator Oli runs to his dad and screams along the way, “Daddy! Daddy! I’m here!”

My husband bends down to pick him up and they hug a few seconds, while I scan the room and find faces smiling and staring at the two of them.

I walk over to hug my husband and immediately feel the comfort. I sigh as I kiss him and feel the butterflies in my stomach, my added heartbeats, and the excitement all over me. It was the best feeling in the world to miss and be missed.

During our drive home, my husband says, “Wife, you and Oli are my home. It really doesn’t matter where I am or even where you both are as long as we’re all together.  I could be across the country or across the world visiting lovely places, but I could never truly be happy unless you’re both there.”

Wow! That is the best vocal, open-heart greeting card I’ve ever gotten!

At home, my two boys just spend quality time together. It’s lovely to watch. They sit, talk, play, and even dance. Take a look below (you don’t have to watch the entire video but as the mama bear, I value these moments):