Monday snuck up on me this week. While I love a weekend that is full of family and friends, there just isn’t enough time to get much accomplished that way. Good thing is that the laundry and dishes will still be piled up when I get home from work this evening.
Family and friends are the fiber which weaves through my life. I find myself nestled in among them, sharing joys and sorrow, sickness and health. They buoy me up when things are rough and share my happiness and lightness of being when things are going well, grounding me when my life threatens to spin out of control.
Which, with the amount of paperwork the schools seem to think we parents need to fill out at the beginning of the year might not be far off base.