Conversations with women from various points of views; good food; good drink; good laughs.
Calls from home with pleas to come home, bringing tears but also joy to realize that there is a little one there to come home to.
Sights and sounds of a different town; more friends to meet and greet as old friends off of the battlefield.
Intimate conversations into the night; playing a game coyly, laughlingly.
Bunking down on air mattresses, a girls sleep-over.
Coming home to "Mommymommymommy!! You are here!!" (as she pokes me to just make sure); the boy giving me a silly grin and smiling eyes that show me how much he missed me than mere words can say.
Snuggling on the couch after they are to bed and falling asleep in his lap...like I usually do.
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