Just gotta share my latest mom story…
I am in Toronto for two days running workshops and, having been in bed for twelve days, it is a bit of a push.
Mom didn’t want me to have to struggle onto the subway with my suitcase and use up all my energy for the day just getting to work. We agreed on a place and mom picked me up this morning and dropped me at work. She took my suitcase home with her and then met me after work with a cup of tea waiting for me in the car. She brought me home to her house where my darling dad was waiting. We just finished a delicious dinner of lentil, tofu and sweet potato and my cozy bed is just waiting for me to fall into.
In the morning, mom is going to take me back downtown and then meet me when I am done to take me back to the train station with my suitcase.
Am I cherished, or what?
Isn’t it extraordinary that at the age of 46, I am still so tenderly and lovingly nurtured by my Mommers?!?!? 🙂