Cold Water

Like waking up to a glass of cold water in the face, that's how our relaxing trip north of the boarder ended. Driving home we were all missing our kids. We called the excited little people with updates along the way to build the anticipation of our homecoming. An hour before home . . . the phones of all three of the men in the call started ringing. SWAT call out. The kids were so disappointed that they couldn't be with their dad tonight. They made me promise to wake them up in the middle of the night when he gets home. Back sprinting through life tonight.