It is Sunday afternoon of Thanksgiving weekend. Sam is outside, playing on the front lawn. I was thinking of going to Remington Hot Springs but I don't feel well. And I don't want to leave my kids.
I don't want to leave my kids when I don't feel well.
It is grey and cold and I want to cuddle underneath comforters and have someone bring me big mugs of hot chocolate.
BUT without that - I can write. I can look at this sweet photo of Katherine and Sam, Look at the love on Katherine's face. Look at the bright yellow of Sam's favorite shirt.
He just came in. He wants me to kiss Tina. I think I will.
I don't want to leave my kids when I don't feel well.
It is grey and cold and I want to cuddle underneath comforters and have someone bring me big mugs of hot chocolate.
BUT without that - I can write. I can look at this sweet photo of Katherine and Sam, Look at the love on Katherine's face. Look at the bright yellow of Sam's favorite shirt.
He just came in. He wants me to kiss Tina. I think I will.
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