I walk up to the front door, and I stop for a moment.. I wipe the tears off of my face, and I take a breath.. I then nudge the door open, and I come inside, and I nudge the door back closed. I see you approaching, a smile on your face. You always are happy when I come back home to see you, and I usually love talking to you about my day of helping others at work, but I have no words right now.. I feel so stressed out and worried, I am at a loss for words..*

Hey Steven.. I greet quietly