Daddy always tells me that if is OK if you screw it up. You just have to make amends and get better.
For several years of life, I couldn’t pick up the boys after school.
So, this moment…when the boys walk out of school…and I am there…to spot them…to wave….to do something crazy with my face or voice and make them laugh…to pick them up….this moment… so precious.
You would only understand this precious moment…if you have been there, and enjoyed it…or if you wanted to be there, but couldn’t.
Anyways, I am beginning to get my act together.
I find myself in the right place at the right time with the right person.
How about YOU?