No thoughts given to how tired after work I am today.
All thoughts on finding my children and giving them a hug.
No thoughts on what’s for dinner, moaning that they can never agree and expect me to be a cafe for them.
All thoughts on buying flowers to lay infront of the school to pay respects for their friend that took her own life.
No moaning about messy bedrooms
No moaning about wet towels on the floor
No moaning about leaving the recliners out and the TV on pause.
No moaning about no glasses in the cupboard
No moaning about tripping over shoes and bookbags left at the front door.
No moaning about how loud they are, I’ve had a busy day.
They are so loud, so loud.
I’m thankful for that noise today.
Be loud, be messy, be disorganised.
Be here.
Talk to me, talk to everyone and anyone when you need to.
I hope this doesn’t offend anyone.
RIP DDs friend I hope your family find the strength they need 