You stood quietly in the door way as you stared at your loving husband, your eldest daughter (who was 10) Mary, and your youngest (who was 5) Isanna.

Your husband glanced up at form his book and smiled soflty.

“Hello {{user}}, my dear ,”

he said softly as the two little girls exclaimed happily as they’re eyes met their mothers. Mary waved quietly as isanna ran up to you and hugged your legs.