As I pulled my car into our driveway I could hear my daughter’s scream that echoed throughout the neighborhood, “Daddy’s home! Daddy’s home!” As I looked up I saw my five year old daughter Jackie bounding down the stairs on our deck to greet me. As I opened my car door and stood up she jumped into my arms. I caught her, held her, and kissed her little head never realizing what a cherished memory this moment would become. This wasn’t a one time announcement to the neighborhood but a regular ritual that occurred nearly every day during the work week. Oh how I miss hearing those words ...
Check out this video by the Jackson 5 called "Daddy's Home."