This is what it mean....

....to be a family separated by half the world. It is Saturday, a long week end for Memorial Day, the kids are playing in the sand box and I am in the hammock enjoying the beautiful weather, but Daddy is sitting alone in a room after a very long day at work trying to get his Internet working so we can just hear his voice. I am glad and relieved for his safe assignment, but we still wish we could be together just for moments like this. All seems right with the world, but there is still an empty seat next to me.