Therapy…

My son is great therapy after a grueling final exam… I forget all about the experience (and what is yet to come) when I walk through the door and hear his screech of delight upon seeing me (it helped that he was hungry, but I’ll take the excitement anyway)!

Even with the realization running through my head right after the exam that my Evidence grade may not (wait, let me rephrase… probably will not…) be good I was feeling grateful for my life and my family.

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