Cloudya

Me:  Hey babe!  I made a lasagna for dinner.  And I noticed you were running low on socks so I did the laundry.

Him:  Hmm.  I worry you’re doing too much.

Me:  Well, I figure this is my career for the next few years so I might as well be good at it.

Him:  Whoa, this isn’t your career.  You’re a writer.

Oh man, I almost lost myself there.  And that’s why I love him.  Because he always sees me.  So even though I have a Baby Bjorn slung over one shoulder and plans to take a little one to the park today, I’m taking a moment to write some cover letters.  I’m a mom and a wife, but I also exist apart from those things.

I have dreams.

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