Still get a tingle when my husband's truck pulls up in the evening when he comes home from work. I really do absolutely adore him. That last rumble seems to excite some others here as well---the pugs get all twitchy and bark, and various children come out of hiding. I'm thinking that that's the way it should be. How sad to come home from a long day at work and have nobody to greet you. And I'm not talking about folks who live alone, either. No hugs or kisses, but empty air. When the wife and kids go on with their business, and don't seek you out. And that final comment...oh, you're home. And this coming a bit after they come in the door.
Makes a person think.
