LovePosted: November 23, 2017
That feeling in the morning when the kids tell you it’s time for them to leave for school and you’re staring down the barrel of eight long hours without them.
That feeling in the afternoon when you look way down the hill and suddenly realize–Can it be? Is it really them?–the kids are stepping off the bus and calling your name! Followed shortly by that feeling of total, complete, ecstatic joy as you hurtle down the hill at 100 miles per hour to meet them.
Lots to be grateful for this year. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!