I was in my "home office" yesterday morning enjoying my first cup of coffee of the day. I am a lucky guy I get to live in Scottsdale, Arizona during the winter months away from my wintery Chicago home.
As I am checking my e-mail I noticed that my son in Chicago has sent me a message with an attachment, but there is no text just the attachment. It is a picture of my grand daughter enjoying a morning "sprinkle cake" one of our favorite things when she and I are together.
It is just his subtle way of saying "wish you were here", We miss you!
We sometimes sacrifice our precious family for our own comforts in life, but I will never take for granted the love a family shares