Heather – The Little Things!



It’s the little things…

Returning home from back to school night I was full of pride, gratitude and love. I felt like I wanted to cook a fine meal for my prince in honor of his greatness and my love for him, but it was late, and there was not going to be any fine meal.

Arden’s dad had just left so that he could attend the second session of back to school night, and Arden was upstairs getting into his pajamas.

“I’m going to make you some pasta, ok?” I yelled up to him, conscious to keep the tone as sweet as possible.

“Thank you, Mom!!!!” he replied loudly and clearly, unlike other times.

I cried while filling the pot with water.

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