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One Day

One day, I'll be able to spend my time off doing whatever I want, whenever I want.


One day, I won't have to spend Saturday mornings as a safety monitor.


One day, I won't have to change diapers and make bottles.


One day, I wont have to worry about an overzealous helper...


or having enough room in the stroller.


One day, I won't have to chase little trouble makers...


or feed the devoted watch dog. 


One day my patio will be free of clutter...


and my yard might be landscaped with beautiful flowers and plants.


One day, I won't have to worry about clothes staying dry...


or rocks wandering from their intended location.


One day, I won't have to walk past babies reaching out to be picked up...


or smiling when you say their name.


One day, I won't have to pack "snack packs" for excited passengers...


or meet Dad in the field to do pick ups and drop offs...


or give consolation gator rides to little boys who didn't get to ride in the tractor.


One day, I won't need to run bath water every summer night.


One day, I will wake up to silence, my house will be clean, my laundry will be done, and my time will be all mine...

and my house will be missing everything that makes it feel like "home."

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