Thursday afternoon. I have a glass or two of wine, chill out the back while Tess pretends she is Hansel, making a path out of button bread crumbs, all the way home.
Today has been a bit shit and I am grateful that my heart is not breaking, like a friend of mines is tonight, and that my worries are very small and manageable.
I am grateful for my beautiful daughter (again), that she puts up with my empty promises of taking her to the park and then relinquishing and will settle for cheap bribes of chocolate frogs.
Thanks darlin. I owe you big time.
xxx