a day that starts at 5am to be downtown in my office by 6:20am.
more work to do than hours in the day.
a long day of work with what seems like a million issues happening at the same time.
pick kiddo up from school and there are good moods all around.
dinner at her favorite place.
fun down time.
then unexpected meltdown.
with lots of tears.
everyone tired and more than ready to call it a day.
then my arm itches where my stitches have been removed and the healing has started.
and i remember.
that even on this day, which was one of those days, i wouldn't trade it for anything.
because it was one more day, with much more good than hard.
and i will take it, time and time again.
i will take it.