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that cynking feeling

I felt a twinge driving to work on Philip’s first day of kindergarten. I wanted to stay home to see him get on the school bus. It was irrational. Being there the first time wouldn’t help me control what happened after the yellow doors closed. Still, I thought how that would be the first of countless times I wouldn’t be there for pick-up or drop-off. It was one of those moments that made me hate working outside the home. But there would be no home without my job, so off to work I drove.

Waiting for the busLess than a week later, I got to fulfill my stay-at-home-mom fantasy. I walked Philip to the bus. I took pictures while we waited. Most of them came out sideways and blurry since I was afraid to let go of Philip’s hand and he was in his usual perpetual motion mode. The bus stopped at the end…

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