It is really nice to be home. That isn’t profound. It’s just true.
One little thing I do when I come home is that I try to bring a gift. My line of thinking is: If I have to be away from home, I want Megan and Paul to know that I missed them.
I guess I wonder if I should feel guilty. Am I bribing my children to still love me despite the fact that I’ve left them for a week?
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