It was about Amara.
I haven't seen my daughter in days.
I leave early in the morning to be with my mom.
I arrive home so late my first grader has already been tucked in for the night.
Amara's beginning to question where I am. Why I am "working" so late.
I do not want to worry her.
So when Aunt2Amara announced she would be in town for the weekend, I knew I could make Saturday be as normal as possible for my little one.
We started out with the homecoming parade. Amara proudly marched with her dance studio.
Then it was a midday nap for both of us.
Before heading out to a gorgeous autumn hay ride with the Girl Scout troop.
I had been so busy this week I didn't realize the leaves had turned. The air was crisp. The colors so vibrant. I only knew the day was Saturday because Amara had no school, and Dad2Amara wasn't talking "church". Life was passing me by quicker than I wanted it to.
The night ended with a family dinner with some out of town friends.
Amara went to bed with a big smile on her face.
And I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
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