Our Daughter Waits By The Door For Her Dad Every Day — and Today She Nearly Broke Me

It started as a little habit. She’d finish her snack, wipe her hands on that same flowery dress, and wander over to the door like it was part of her routine. No TV, no toys—just the door. Sometimes she’d sit cross-legged on the mat. Sometimes she’d stand with her nose pressed to the glass, whispering little updates: “Daddy, it rained today,” or “I continue reading …