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the other day there was a facebook memory where I was half complaining about the constant rocking and nursing of a baby in the middle of the night, and half knowing that “one day I will miss this.”
you know, I was right. I do
miss that.
so many things to miss, you know?
toddlers with sticky fingers
loud days
snuggling
first days of elementary school
even those times when I had to help 3 kids in 3 different schools, in 3 different grades do homework while I taught remotely have taken on a sort of sentimental quality
(okay, I don’t miss 2020, but you know what I mean)
all those long days
make short years
and there are just so many things to
miss
now
but I think I’m ready to go on record
to officially say
that in 6 years when I no longer have to do it
anymore
I will
NOT
miss
filling out the FAFSA
and doing financial aid paperwork
at all.
On a Thought 
The structure of your slice is engaging. There is so much poetic movement, the long and short lines make it an easy read. The content is also engaging. Every year of our childrens’ lives is so precious.