My daughter, Angel, was staring out the window waiting for him to come home for Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving was her favorite holiday because her daddy came home. However, I wasn’t as ecstatic to see him. She told me once “Did you know on Thanksgiving, God is happy, so he lets daddy come home ?” I was surprised to hear her say that. I set 4 candles on the table and the turkey in the middle of them. Much to her liking, I let Angel light the candles. Afterward, I overheard her pray a private prayer. “Dear Lord” She started off “Thanksgiving to me, means giving thanks for all you’ve done for us and family, so please let mommy and daddy get back together so we can thank you as a family. Amen.” Tears stained my sweater that moment. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, I came to answer it and there he was." Daddy’s Home!" I watched as he lifted her on his shoulders. He turned to me. “Terry. I missed you!” He hugged me warmly. I smiled and looked in his eyes. At that moment, I fell in love again. Thank God.