I'm Late
I was late today. This sounds like a normal thing, but it's not for me.
For about fifteen years, I was never late. For anything. Being a parent--especially a parent of Eli 19.11--meant that my entire life was a complex network of time gates.
Practices. Games. Travel. Deadlines. Tasks. Everything mattered, and it was all important. For over a decade, I don't think I was late to anything a single time. And because of that, neither was Eli.
Now, though, After two years of Eli being at school, I've finally started to relax. A little. Five minutes late, sometimes.
It feels good.
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