The moment I wake up, my heart flutters a little as I realize that today is the day that Mark will be home. The phone rings….”Mom, I missed my flight” instant sadness “But I am on standby for the next flight that leaves in an hour”…the smile on my face returns. I flash back to two kids in the stroller and a sprint from one end of ATL to the other, in order to make our flight. I don’t know what memories will we make this Christmas but I do know that we will be making them together.