Today is my mother’s 57th birthday, and she’s in the hospital recovering from a nasty fall. 2 of my daughters and I visited her for a short time this evening.
This day began with us having an extra 15 minutes of sleep, which left us 35 minutes to get dressed and leave for school and work. The commute was quieter than usual. Usually one of my little ones find a reason to cry, and I’m rushing, not physically, to get them to school (those poor teachers). With the quiet commute, I was able to be with my children for this short time we have before leaving them for 10 hours.
So the end of our day, was lovely. I so appreciate my mother, children and the teachers in between.