dear friend (who is watching my one-year old on wednesdays while i work):
if i were a baker, this post would be a giant moist chocolaty cupcake with double chocolate filling and sprinkles on top. but mostly, i’m a writer and therefore you get this blog post instead. i hope it’s not too dry. or too mushy.
mostly, i wanted to write this post to thank you. THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU. i want to be sure to say all the things i wouldn’t say out loud if i tried because i’d get either too weepy or too shy.
i’m not sure if you know it—but i think you do because you are a mom and a working mom too—but you are saving my life on wednesdays. and by saving, i mean giving. giving me the mama life that i want to live.
today after uninterruptedly finishing (yes, i said finishing) two articles, two blog posts, some emails, a phone meeting, and a final edit on a big giant copy job, i found myself skipping and singing with my teapot on the way to the kitchen. now i have been known to skip and sing and do both, but what i was also experiencing is happy fulfillment. in order for a work life to fulfill me like it can, i have to be able to do my job. i have to be able to complete things. finish them.
i also deeply need to be alone sometimes.
today i got all that.
so thank you.
and i know you and the kids enjoy having leo over and i know leo loves the kids and seeing someone else besides me all day, but i am very grateful for your timing. i didn’t even know what i needed to reach this place. i thought i could do it all. i thought i was fine (even when i didn’t feel so fine). i didn’t know i needed help. and there your help came.
and it is a grand gift.
i just hope leo hasn’t crawled on top of your teenager’s desk again or ruined your ear drums his genetically acquired bouts of stubborn shrieking.
thank you, my friend.
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