Honey, I'm Home!

Bill went out of town for nearly a week. Having the house to myself was both nice and a bit lonely.

In the last couple of days I've been thinking about how much I could hardly wait for him to get home—to hug him and just hang out with him. When I got home today he was here. I walked up the stairs to the kitchen, and was thrilled when he opened his arms and said, "Come here, I missed you!"

I'm glad to know I'm not the only one who was doing some missing.

I'm also glad that he was wanting a hug, too.