Absence Makes the Heart Grow

When we visit my daughter's native state, work brings me away from the family fold more than when we are at home. Among the results of this separation: I see less of my daughter than usual, sometimes a lot less. In the meantime, she is receiving (and giving) love and affection to her mom's side of the family and generally having a grand old time. Somehow, though, alongside the all of the excitement and joy, I think she probably misses me. Nothing else could explain the way she relaxed in my arms for a few minutes this morning before I left the house.