He walks up behind his daughter while she works on a computer in the media center. Finally, he speaks her name. She turns and recognizes him immediately.
"Daddy!" I watch as the girl runs to her father and they hug. Her dad lifts and squeezes the little girl he could only hug in his dreams for two-thirds of a year. I cannot imagine such an absence. I cannot fathom such distance.
Every evening after work, I unlock my front door, and before I can turn the knob, I hear a little two-year-old voice. "Daddy's home! Daddy's home!" My son and daughter greet me with hugs every day. How blessed am I to have such a family: children who love me and a wife who not only loves me but keeps me alive with her undying support. I must not take my family for granted.
How about you? What is it about your family that blesses you? Let them know you appreciate them.