I flew home to see my mom this weekend. My dad is in Cambodia on business (for the third time this year!). I called her at the beginning of last week, and she just sounded really lonely. I got off the phone with her, hopped on the internet and booked a plane ticket, and then I called her back to tell her I was coming home at the end of the week. She told me that she was lucky God blessed her with such a good daughter. And when she dropped me off at the airport yesterday, she said that I had made her weekend so much better, just by being there with her. And that’s exactly why I did it.