The joy: coming home.
The sadness: seeing my kids, but not being able to hug them. Erez stood up in his crib and walked over to me, asking for hug. Nothing I could do. Poor guy, doesn't understand.
To keep in touch, generate conversation (and a hint of controversy), and opine.
The joy: coming home.
The sadness: seeing my kids, but not being able to hug them. Erez stood up in his crib and walked over to me, asking for hug. Nothing I could do. Poor guy, doesn't understand.