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.

4 comments:

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.

Enjoy.

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