I don't get out much. You see, I'm a mostly stay at home mom with two very little boys. We don't really have a set daily schedule because the baby is just four months. We have a loose routin that looks something like this:
Go to bed
What this schedule doesn't capture are the minutes. Because I take each minute as it comes, always on my toes, ready to meet the needs, soothe the cries, enjoy the laughs, calm the fears, join the play, clean the bodies and fill the bellies of two helpless boys.
Oh don't get me wrong! I'm not complaining. I love these minutes dearly. I cherish them, soak them up, because I know they are fleeting. My boys are my life, my greatest gift.
I also love and cherish the times I get to come see you. You fix up my hair. You help me feel like an independent, adult person. It used to be I didn't think twice about making an appointment at the salon. Okay, I did think twice, but the thinking had more to do with having salon-quality hair for important social events. Not about when I could arrange care for tiny tots.
To you, this is probably just another afternoon. Clients coming and going. But to me, it's an indulgent treat of an event.
Thanks for all you do!