My morning had started off very sad for me. A good handful of things were weighing heavily on my heart. My steps were slow and shuffling, my head hung. When no one was looking, I leaked.
So I left work and came home to my family. Chloe didn't know about my terrible day, but she and Abby sure helped me feel better.
It went like this- I began my day as I'd described. I took care of the one super important thing at work and was supported in going home early. When I got there, Abby was home and she held me for a good, releasing cry.
It was Chloe's half-day at school (every Wednesday) so we went to pick her up and we all went bowling together. I snapped one picture before my phone died. There was no bumper lanes open so we played a new game... "Backwards bowling" where the goal was to have the least points as possible- Chloe was a champion!!!! NO POINTS!! Incredible. ;)
I used my melancholy as a source to really see and feel the joy my family brings me- I hung Chloe's every antic and sweet sentence and etched the memories of our day in my heart. We went to the bookstore, read about gardening as a family, and then to dinner and ice cream.
When we got home, I put Chloe to bed with a book.
Abby ran me a hot bath and washed my back, and tucked me in sweetly.
I slept long and hard that night.
I woke up ready for another day.
