A 5:20 a.m. alarm. I drag myself out of bed at 5:35. Breakfast cooked and consumed, lunches packed, where are your shoes, teeth brushed, backpack, out the door... I deliver big brother to school in a torrential monsoon.
And then, patches of blue.
Little brother and I drive an hour. Time spent with precious friends. The sun comes out, a new baby is held, laughter, and treats.
And then, back up the road... he naps. Carpool line, hello school boy, home, drinks and snacks.
So tired, so tired.
Still there is... dinner to prepare, laundry to finish, homework. I think I can, I think I can.
For a few moments I'll sit down quietly in the chair in the sun.
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