Tonight I just listened to them and cherished every word.
I didn’t mind the usual kid quarrels that always seem so absurd.
I didn’t stress out over the book bags that were scattered on the floor.
I didn’t mind all the questions and demands they had like I did two nights before.
I didn’t stress out over the few uneaten vegetables that I scraped from dinner plates.
I didn’t frantically rush them off to bed when the clock sneakily struck eight.
I didn’t worry about the what-ifs or any amount of time.
Tonight I just adored them and left the world outside.
memoirs of a loving mom