Ten.Six Hundred & Nineteen
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Oh good, I can open my eyes.
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He stumbles into the kitchen. One eye is very puffy and sealed shut. We get a warm washcloth to ease it open. Pivoting plans for the day.
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They look a little weird but maybe they taste OK.
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These women on the Kaiser phones have just been so kind. If they only knew how their kindness so early in the morning melted away a bit of the stress.
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He asks me if I can take him to lunch. He wants pizza. I do too.
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He’s such a good companion.
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Sun, sun, sun.
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The doctor suggests he stay out of school tomorrow too. The eye plus the ear infections warrant a bit more rest. I think about the mothers and fathers and caregivers who don’t have a choice and send their sick kids to school. I think about how grateful I am that I can say okay and be home and cuddle and eat. I think about how much of a privilege it is.
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A thing can be both a burden and a privilege.
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Tomorrow, I think we’ll go for a bike ride.