He was almost home. We had endured many trials while he was gone.The baby had had another birthday and she was now 2 years old, I had basically endured a pregnancy all by myself. I was ready to leave and be with my husband again. I arrived at the airport and saw him waiting for me. I hugged him sort of, there was huge belly in my way. he kissed me and it just seemed perfect. He picked up his baby and She was a little bit in shock, I think she didn't know if this truly was the man that had left her life a year ago . I had given her a picture of him and everyday reminded her that that was daddy.
She looked at him again and then said "daddy home?"
"Yes honey, daddy is home" he answered and then held her tight. He cried. He had missed so much. She was so big. I just watched and knew that this was it. This is what I wanted in my life. It was perfect, he was perfect for me and she was our creation.
Indeed daddy was home and it was time to continue this family.
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