My second daughter is Asha. Beautiful, smart, sensitive and very loving. This morning as she came to kiss me, she asked why I wasn’t taking her to school. I don’t remember what I told her as I was very sleepy. What I do remember is that I felt where she was coming from. She misses me, and I miss her too. I almost got up this morning. Almost. So I worked out with my adult daughter that I will take my little ones to school on Fridays.
This is a good thing, and I need help with my family and am grateful to have it, and it’s hard to let go.