Here (Five Minute Friday)

Yeah, I know. It's Tuesday.  BUT it isn't next Friday yet, so I'm still on time (ish).  I got swamped last week. Life happens, right?
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Now, set your timer, clear your head, for five minutes of free writing without worrying about getting it right.

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
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It's Tuesday when I finally find time to write this week. And a hard Tuesday at that. Reeling from the news in Boston. Swirling in emotions and overwhelmed with gratitude. Thankful that I am here. Thankful that I could spend a few extra minutes with my youngest today. We stood in the kindergarten registration line. "Mama, can I go to school NOW?" She's delighted that soon she can follow in the steps of big sister. She's thrilled to be moving on to the next adventure.

Her mama ... well ... not so much. I am glad she's excited. I love the glint in her eye as she sees the world unfolding. And yet, I am a little bit sad. My baby isn't a baby anymore. She's a little girl with a mind of her own. And she has a fantastic eye for color.

(notice the outfit. "Mama, I love me some stripes") She's brave, this one. Big sister was always tentative.  This one can't wait for whatever else is coming. Ready for tomorrow, ready to take on the world.  So, for today,  I will hug her a little closer, and revel in the here and now.   And let tomorrow come later.

Stop.