I cried at supper last night.
Cause I’m worried about the kids.
Who are all “adulting.”
They’re trying. But stuff needs to happen while they still have insurance and, of course, that stuff doesn’t seem to be so important until AFTER the insurance goes away and they have to take care of stuff and now it’s super expensive.
Or they are trying to become drivers but nobody will really study the motor vehicle administration site and so there is trip after trip to get this thing done.
And I don’t wipe metaphorical butts anymore and that means I let them fall and I let them fail.
And then I sit at the supper table and cry.
Over the Thai chicken peanut satay.
What’s new in your world?
photo: Paul Inkles