Sometimes I dream about the days when they’ll be gone and I’ll be free. No more cutting hair and nails or the crusts off their sandwiches. I often start daydreaming when my sons are both yelling at me. “Don’t yell at me!” I snap. “I cut off your crusts!” But in the early morning when they climb into my bed and push their little bodies against mine (one on either side), I wish time would stop. For a moment, we three are a sculpture carved from the same smooth stone. Perfectly made, with no hard edges. — Anna Sullivan
Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…
Real Life of an MSW 
I’m grateful to have read this; it’s made my heart a little fuller, this morning. Thank you.
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Thank you for reading and the kind words!
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“Enjoy them while they’re little,” everyone said, “They grow up so fast,” and inwardly I rolled my eyes…
Then suddenly they were grown and gone. Now I’m tempted to tell young parents, “Enjoy them while they’re little, they grow up so fast. ” But I know they’d just roll their eyes … Until it’s their turn.
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Parenting is such a wild and beautiful cycle. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Last night I dreamed that my ex put me out and then someone came by and stole all my purses. About some time latter my ex and his new wife came and bought me new everything. 🥴🥴
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That is an interesting dream. Thanks for reading and commenting!
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You’re welcome
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