I try to make it a truly "Wordless Wednesday" but this picture is so hard to see that it just requires a little explanation.
My husband came home to Kentucky from helping his Mom and her husband in Texas for two weeks. I think it's the longest time we've been apart in 16 years. I was at home with the kids and our furry menagerie. The momma dog, Sneakers, is a Daddy's girl. When we got back to the apartment 2 weeks ago, she went sniffing around the Suburban, looking for her Daddy.
Anytime I went to lay down in the bedroom, if I didn't let her back with me, she would scratch at the door to be let in.
And today, in a move I had never seen her do before, she stood on a chair in the kitchen, nosed aside the curtains and looked. I swear part of her understood that her Daddy was coming home.
I tell you what - I was only away from my husband for two weeks. But I developed a WHOLE NEW RESPECT for military spouses. I really don't know how I would handle something like that.
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