The boy comes home for a day or two

Saturday, October 1, 2011

and he sleeps up there in his room, above my head.  I skip Body Combat to write, because I know this to be true:  When the boy (no longer a boy) is near, I can.  Two full chapters that might have otherwise taken me a month to write came easy today because he's here. 

That's just how it is with me.  The joy of him filtered through.


septembermom said...

That last line is amazing!!

Becca said...

There is an ease you feel when they are home, a rightness in the world that makes everything come a bit easier.

This I know.


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