Inspired by "When I Get Where I'm Going" by Brad Paisley
She was in a deep dream state when she felt his strong hands caressing her arm. She woke up and stared in the blue eyes of her husband. Lindsay reached up to touch his face, his stubble scratching her palm.
She didn't care how he got there; all that mattered was that he was beside her, heartbeat to heartbeat, soul to soul and body to body. He felt her tremble, felt her shivering and did the one thing that mattered: he loved on her.
Lindsay woke the next morning and realizing that she was alone again. She stepped on the cold floor of her parent's house and went to check on the girls. She peeked in the door of the bedroom that the girls had been sharing but soon discovered that her children were nowhere to be found. In a panic, she headed toward the kitchen and she discovered that her heart had healed again.
The kitchen was covered in flour and all of them were covered in it. Bowls and utensils were scattered along the counter and she discovered without saying a word that they were trying to make pancakes.
At that moment in time, she didn't care what her mind was telling her. Her heart was opening up more because of the love of this man and her children. They made her complete. She was home.
Danny heard footsteps behind him in the hallway but he would not let Lindsay know that. He was having too much fun with his girls. The girls decided to make their mom breakfast in bed and he was not going to let them down.
As he flipped a pancake, he discovered that life is not always what it seems. It has a way of throwing curve balls at you, but what you make of it is what matters the most.
to be continued...