Waiting for the man...

This is what I typically find waiting for me at the top of the stairs as I get home each day...these blonde curling piggies, and maybe a squeal, "Daddyyyyy." It sure helps to wipe away the stress and strain of the day.

Tonight, for some random reason, and without the faintest bit of coaxing, Zoey was way beyond eager to wrap her arms around my neck and squeeze me into feeling better about these last couple of days..these last couple of days that feel more like a movie than my life.

I know that someday she won't be waiting for me, but for now, I can't get home fast enough.