The day that you got off the bus and came into to my arms was the happiest day of my life. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me and they still didn’t move fast enough. The days that you were gone where the longest days. The not knowing and not wanting to know, all mixed up into one emotion. The trying to stay strong for you while you did your job. Putting on the smiles were hard. But they weren’t as hard as what you went through.