Sunday cuddles

This blog is for me. I really want to make it daily, even if I start the post not knowing what I have to say.  Or even if I have nothing to say that sticks with the main theme of the blog -- which is what I am learning professionally.

So today's post is about Sunday morning cuddles. 

My youngest daughter crawled into bed with me this morning for a cuddle and chat before we headed out on an errand; she wanted to deliver a birthday gift to a friend whose party she missed yesterday. It was a treat. Cuddles like this are getting rarer, now that she is 15 and her sister is 17.

I also got some great mother-daughter time with my eldest the night before, when we decided to see a Korean movie that's in town (Parasite) and we talked about it on the way there and on the way back. It was NOT what we expected (think Parenthood meets Reservoir Dogs) and so we had a lot to talk about!

My daughters clearly love me for who I am... warts, wrinkles and all.  That's one of the perks of being where I am in life.

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