I just found this story online and wanted to share with you:
I was waiting to pick up a friend at the airport. That day I had one of those experiences that change people‘s lives. It happened just two feet away from me. I noticed a man, carrying two bags, coming toward me. He stopped next to me to greet his family.
First of all he laid down his bag and came closer to his younger son (about six years old), they gave each other a warm, loving hug. Then the father looked in his son‘s eyes with words: “I missed you so much, it’s so good to see you, son!” The boy smiled and said: “Me too, dad.”
Then the man talked to his older son (nine or ten years old). “Oh, you are quite the young man, I love you very much!” and cupped his face. Then they had the most tender hug too.
Afterwards the father said “Hi, baby girl” to his baby daughter. She was squirming excitedly in her mother’s arm and watching her returning father all the time. The man gently took his little daughter, quickly kissed her face all over and then held her close to his chest. The little girl laid her head on his shoulder in pure contentment.
After several moments the man looked at his wife and said “I’ve saved the best for last” and shared with her the most passionate kiss. They stared at each other, beaming big smiles. They reminded me of newlyweds.
Suddenly, I heard myself asking “Wow, how long have you been married?” “Been together fourteen years, and married twelve of those.” “Well then, have long have you been away?“ He replied with joyous smile on his face: “Two whole days!”
I was stunned, as I imagined that he had been gone for several weeks at least. I could only say: “I hope that my marriage is still that passionate after twelve years.” The man looked straight into my eyes and told me something that changed my life:
“Don‘t hope, friend, decide!”