Meltdown...

This morning Zo had a Daddy meltdown...a wailing, life is over, "I want Daddy", heartbreak festival, and there wasn't a thing anyone could do about it, until she decided that she was okay, and that Daddy would come back. It was the first of it's kind, and I'm glad I didn't see it. June asked me if it felt a little good to know that she needed me so desperately, and I couldn't muster an ounce of satisfaction. I just wanted her to be okay...to be happy. I think that's the definition of love, isn't it? If it isn't, it should be.