While waiting at Portland airport, I witnessed a scene that changed me. A man returning from just a two-day trip greeted hi...
While waiting at Portland airport, I witnessed a scene that changed me. A man returning from just a two-day trip greeted his family with extraordinary love.
He hugged his young sons tightly, telling them how much he missed and loved them. He kissed his baby daughter until she melted into his shoulder, and then shared a long, passionate kiss with his wife, eyes locked like newlyweds.
Stunned by the intensity, I asked how long they’d been apart. “Two whole days,” he replied, still smiling. Surprised, I commented, “I hope my marriage is still that passionate after twelve years.”
He looked straight at me and said words I’ll never forget:
“Don’t hope, friend… decide.”
