I must admit, it’s absolutely delightful to have my older girl working on campus. Sometimes, weeks pass and I don’t see her in school, and then, on other days I’ll run into her on my way in or out and I can’t stop smiling. Her bouncy pony tail and buoyant, energetic manner make thoughts of tiredness dissipate. For a minute, I am like her, spirited and ever enthusiastic.
Today, I had such a fleeting encounter. And that’s a good thing, because it was otherwise a very very long and busy work day.
And so I did not really care that it was cold, that the flirtatious summer air had come and gone. I barely made it out the Law School building.
I am home now. I have, coming up, a whole batch of even more intimidating times. Five days to sort, discard, pack, think through everything, before Two Men and a Truck arrive at the condo early Wednesday...
I put it all aside and spend the evening hours on writing a story on the side. Man, that felt good.