…and I feel like there will be a flood of tears and emotion once I see you.

Will you mind if I pass the weight of the world from my shoulders all onto yours for a moment?

All the feelings I’ve been ignoring and bottling up for fear of breaking down, cracking, and not being available for the children will pour out.

I can imagine the feeling of relief from knowing I’m not alone anymore will be an overwhelming force.

This has all been good for me, but it has been the most difficult thing I have ever, ever done. Does it get harder than this?

It probably does, and now I’m at least a little prepared for it.

Come home. Come home, love. We are ready!

…and won’t you please kiss me like this?