Tyson was still lying next to me when I woke up in the morning so I quietly gave him a kiss on his cheek, slipped out of bed to make us both cups of coffee, and brought them back to the room. The smell seemed to get Tyson out of his slumber as I watched him move a little in the bed so I slowly laid on his back since he was lying on his stomach and kissed him once more on his beard.

"Morning," I whispered in his ear.

"Morning," he said quietly and groggily to me. "Is that coffee I smell?"

"It is."

"Thank you, Tia."

"You're welcome."

We sat up in bed drinking our coffee and watching Tom and Jerry before lying back down for a few hours to just talk with one another and I didn't care about time at all. I didn't check my phone to see what time it was either because all I cared about was spending my time with Tyson as we talked about everything and anything that came to mind, the good, the bad, and the ugly. He even told me that he still felt bad about pushing me out of his way one day when I was making food when he had just injured his leg and wish that that that day never happened but I told him that I forgave him. Whenever me and Tyson had our heart to hearts, it seemed as if I learned something new about him but that was alright because I told that whenever he was ready to tell me about something that was bothering him when he was ready to do so. I let him talk to me about his feelings about being a father, if he was doing a good job at that, and at being a good husband. He told me that ever since I had told him about T.J., that he started putting money aside for him and started doing the same with his sister when she was born as he wanted to make sure the kids were set for life and he also told me that whatever was his was also mine as well.

I told him "I love you". We said it often to each other quite often but we truly meant that because he had my back while I had his because we needed each other. That's what mattered the most.

It would be selfish of me to say that I wanted him to stay with me instead of going back to work but his knee had finally healed up one hundred percent and I was now seeing him off at the airport. The children had reached the age that they understood that Daddy had to leave us for a few days and while Tyra simply said "Bye, bye, Dada" and focused on drinking milk from her bottle, T.J. had a hard time seeing Tyson leave us as he started to cry when his papa said he'd be back soon.

"Don't go…" T.J. sobbed.

"T.J., Daddy will be right back in a few days! I promise I'll be back and when I come back, we can go get funnel cakes," Tyson said.

"Promise? Cakes?" T.J. said.

"Yes, I promise," Tyson said.

"Okay." T.J. wiped his eyes, gave his papa a big hug and a kiss, and watched him give me a big hug and kiss as well.

T.J. waved at Tyson who gave us all one more wave before heading towards security and grabbed my hand as we walked out of the airport so we could get back to the car. Once we had got home, Tyson had FaceTimed us which made T.J. super happy so I let him chat with him for awhile before finally being able to speak and gave Tyra the phone but she ended up hanging up on him and laughed about it. I called Tyson back and let him see the devious grin on his daughter's face while she continued to laugh at what she did. I blew a kiss to him, told him that I love him and he needs to hurry back home, then hung up so I could make myself and the kids some dinner.

It was a bit strange not having Tyson in the house now but I knew that he'd be back home in no time. I gave the children a bath, read them a bedtime story, and promised them that they could see their father tomorrow because he was going to call us again.

"Daddy come home?" T.J. asked me.

"In a few days," I told him as I sat him in my lap. I was sitting in the rocking chair in his room along with Tyra who was excited for story time and couldn't wait for me to start reading. "Okay, time for the story to begin."

I went grocery shopping in the morning to buy some more food for the house before I became too lazy for the day because I had two little ones to look after but I didn't mind. I let them run around the house a bit while I put some food in the oven then took them outside so they could run around before AEW came on. The two little ones were glued to the t.v. as they watched Tyson wrestle, laughing whenever he did a high flying move but frowning whenever he would get beat up. Tyra took the most offense to it when she threw her bottle down on the floor when Tyson had went down for a three count but kicked out before the referee could count to three then clapped her hands alongside T.J. when they saw Tyson gain the upper hand and get the win finally. Seeing them happy because they could watch their papa on t.v. when he was away or even FaceTiming Tyson so he could see the children was something that mattered to me the most as a mother and a wife. Unfortunately, my parents still believed that my husband held me hostage, brainwashed me, and basically told me to go against them which wasn't the case at all but I let them believed what they wanted to believe…but I was surprised when they called me to check on me and the kids. They didn't say "I'm sorry" but they would eventually get to that soon because whenever they were wrong, they took a good while to apologize for their wrongdoings but I would never hold my breath on it.

At least I had my cousin Sarah to help me with my children when Tyson was away sometimes as I had some doctor and therapy appointments to go to but Tyson was always one phone call away. I had just finished up my appointment with my therapist when he called me so I sat in the car to FaceTime him before I drove back home.

"I'm sorry but I have to go to Florida for an important business meeting," he told me. "I'll be home very soon so please tell the kids that for me."

"I will. Don't feel bad about having to do your job, Tyson. Okay?"

"Okay."

"I don't like it when you look sad."

Tyson ran his hands through his curly hair that I wish I could run my own hands through at the moment and sighed softly as he tried to smile.

"I know but I can't help myself, Tia."

"I know but listen once I get home, I'll call you again so Tyra and T.J. can talk to you because they were excited to see Daddy on t.v. yesterday!"

"Well, shit! That makes me feel good! Tell me the details, toots!"