After a long hard spell and I know she had a hard day yesterday, my adult daughter texts:
Today 10:27 AM
I can’t go today and I have to work,
but do you want to come over and
I cold use some
❤ ❤ ❤
I’d love to. I’ll call when I get Home.
Hey mom, when you come here
Do you wanna walk with me to
Chloe’s to take a stroll around
The block with the twins?
Today 2:02 PM
Sure, but would you rather just Be with Chloe?
Also, you haven’t met the
Ok!!! I’m walking home now
Just let me know what your
Leaving now- maybe 4:45? I’ll Park and call.
Today at 6:31 PM
Thank you mom ❤
Love you dearly.
When your child wants you, you go. Ditched my expectations for the day.
Walked in the sun. Saw her best friend and her seven week old twins.
Strolled around the city in this surprisingly warm pre-spring day, warm breeze,
pushing the big double stroller.
Things are still really hard for the new-mother friend.
Things are still really hard for my daughter.
But things are better for all of us.
Thanks to my daughter for her wisdom. And for wanting me.