Travel

            I’m writing from a hotel room right now. It’s my second of three days away on a business trip. The business front has been very exciting – we’ll be negotiating an agreement tomorrow morning, of which I’m very hopeful. It would seem that the fruits of my labor are finally starting to come through.

            I haven’t had time to think about Michelle or Celia very much, but after we got back to the hotel I called them and Michelle said, “Celia is wondering where you are. Here, talk to her. Tell her where you are.”

            She handed the phone over and Celia said, “Daddy.”

            My heart melted. My little sweetheart. “Hi Sweetie Pie. I love you. Are you at the doctor’s office?”

            “Daddy. Dee-do-baa.”

            “Yes, sweetie. I love you too. I’m on a business trip. I’ll be back tomorrow night. Have you had a good day?”

            “Daddy.”

            I felt my heart ache and Michelle got back on the phone. It’s amazing what a little time away will do to remind me how much I love her. Now I’m glad it’s a short trip. I seriously love travel – seeing new places and getting away – but I don’t know if I really want to do it more than I have to.