We make a good team.
Sometimes I forget that.
I start to think of everything I do, and it seems like maybe my pillar supports a little more weight.
But while I was packing children’s Motrin and Benadryl “just in case” and enough car snacks to sustain us for a week I noticed something.
You didn’t stop moving.
You folded the laundry that I pretend doesn’t exist and packed up the car like you were playing a game of Tetris.
And as I laid out, outfits for each day (x3 children) this is usually when I start musing to myself about how you’d never make it without me.
I realized I don’t have to think about the oil in the car, or the appliance that needs fixing.
I don’t adjust the thermostat before we leave for the weekend and I don’t check the locks before I crawl into bed at night.
