Friday, January 2, 2009
It feels as if the last two weeks have just flown by. Being out of school meant being out of routine. Being out of routine meant not having any structure to the day. Not having any structure to the day meant chaos. Chaos meant uncertainty. But in the end, there are not any regrets. The little guy will only be seven once. The time that we spend now can not be made up in the future. It is times like these that I cherish because I know that these uncertain moments I spend with my son are nurturing, educational, and full of love not only to him but to me as well. I may not be ready to go back to work on Monday, but I am ready for a little routine, a little structure, and a little certainty.