Howdy,

Sometimes your kids get sick, and hours of your day slip away.

Slip away while you get cried on and sneezed on.

Except they don’t slip away. They grind.

Grind, in that it’s hard and slow-going.

Slip, in that the hours are gone.

And, in all that, what matters is that the sick kids start feeling better and sleep …

 

—Billy

Reading. Writing. Living.

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