It’s Okay, Mom

I sat at the table yesterday crying. Looking at my child feeling like a Bad Mom.

My daughter asked for meatballs and green beans for dinner, I got home later than expected. I had to be somewhere in about an hour, I didn’t have everything in the house to make her the meal she asked for, instead I went to Subway, and got her a meatball marinara sandwich, hopping this will satisfy her craving.

She looked up at me and gave me a kiss. touched my face and said, ” Its okay, Mom.” Then hugged me. She then processed to do something silly, looked at me smiled and said, see silly me.

She gets it. She knows I am having a rough patch. That I miss her father, my partner, my best friend! Only 401 Days left!

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