And All Was Right in my World

Christian had been gone for 2 weeks when Labor Day rolled around. Initially he wasn’t coming home, but then he got sick, and I’d like to think he just wanted to come home to be taken care of, see us, and recuperate. Honestly, he probably just wanted to sleep in his big comfortable bed, and shower in a private bathroom. I don’t really care about the why of it. I had both boys under our roof on opening weekend of college football, and all was right in my world.