Earlier this week my husband left for a five-day business trip and this was the first time he was away from home since our first child was born. Unsurprisingly, everyone missed him, especially our oldest. He had the most difficult time as he cried hard on the first day during nap time. He settled down only after much consoling.

The next morning he drew a picture of a person crying and showed it to me. I was rather surprised that he drew a sad person, a deviation from his usual happy face drawings. He went on to explain that he was the very person depicted in the picture. He then drew a rectangle around the stick figure and explained that it was the bed with four posts at each corner, just like his own bed. He sure missed his daddy. Even though it’s hard to see how sad and hurt he is to be without his daddy, it warms my heart that he longs for him and is firmly attached to him. This is the way it’s suppose to be and I’m glad that it is.