The Second Best Part of My Day

The second best part of my day usually takes place sometime between 5:00 pm and 6:00 pm. During that time I am usually sitting in my car driving north on TX 83/84 and listening to ESPN Radio. It is not the drive or the radio programming that I find so enjoyable. It is not the feeling of finally getting off of work, after what often is a long day, that makes my drive such a high point. What makes the brief time in my car such a daily pleasure is a thought. It is the thought of a sleeping little boy that will soon wake up and see me walk into his room. It is the thought of a quick kiss from my wife as she welcomes me home from work. It is the thought of jumping, rolling over, and practicing sitting up or crawling. It is the thought of laughing with the two people I love most in the world. The second best part of my day is filled with the anticipation that the best part of my day is only minutes away.