Our new home in Germany is equipped with a kitchen window to die for:
And it just happens to overlook the neighborhood playground. While doing dishes this afternoon I glanced outside to see the most wonderful sight, a little girl and her daddy playing on the swings. But this wasn't just any little girl. You see, my next-door neighbor's husband (well, I guess technically he's my neighbor, too...but he wasn't here when I moved in so...well whatever..you get what I mean) had been deployed for the last 12 months. And he came home today. My neighbor has been a flurry of activity for the past couple of days as she has worked hard to make his homecoming special. And the little girl out my window, well...that was her 4-year-old daughter, swinging with her daddy...who just came home from war. So I picked up my coffee cup and watched out the window, hoping not to be noticed, but enjoying the sweetness of the moment. A princess and her knight in camo armor, swinging in the park. I don't have a picture of it, but I think taking a picture of it would have somehow stolen the intimacy of the moment for them. I felt bad (if only just a little bit) for even stealin' a peek. But I just couldn't help myself.