Even though women are supposed to be the superior multitaskers, I can’t figure out how to let her go, catch her, and take a picture all at the same time. Being a widow is hard, but sometimes, being an only parent is harder.
Spoiler alert: The self-proclaimed “official craft store of Heaven” doesn’t actually care if their employees see their families.
“Well, the Lord rested on the seventh day and he got enough rest for all of us.”
“Since we both have bad Tuesdays, we could make Tuesday pizza night.”
“But if you follow that logic then we should have pizza on Wednesday too.”
“And also Thursday.”
“We can eat healthy on Sunday.”
Sorry that I peaced out.
I got married.
That isn’t a writing prompt as much as it is my life.
He just couldn’t figure out why his child wouldn’t express herself freely and honestly during their counseling sessions when the degrees and certificates on his wall loudly proclaimed stories of his professional excellence.