Everyone was happy to see me back home: the dog. The cat. Hubby. My poor plants.
Feeling greatly loved and energized.
Tonight the littlest man in the family was in his first performance: a Christmas program at the day school. The first 5 minutes or so he stood well on stage with all the other kids.Then something upset him — we’re not sure what— and he spent the remainder in his teacher’s arms. Sobbing. Maybe it was the immensity of the place. To a little guy like that it must’ve seemed as large as Grand Central, filled with people. But he recovered, and afterward was happy to be in Papaw’s strong arms.
I’m working on two new stories for the paper. Squee!
#LoveMyLife
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