The boy is coming home today.

Time is a strange thing. 

Sometimes it creeps by slowly. 

Second by second. 

And sometimes you blink and it's two years later. 

All I know is I woke up this morning, and in approx. 9 1/2 hrs. 

The boy will be standing right in front me. 

Right now I don't even know what I'm going to say or how I'm going to react. 

All I know is that there will probably be a huge grin on my face that will stay around for a long time to come. 

He's coming home today.