Ode to an empty house

You love your kids, but still.

As the front door opens to let the last child out, the peace and freedom gently breezes in.

As the front door closes, you let out a sigh. Your time is now your own. For a few hours at least.

There are things to do, but will it really matter if they don’t get done today? Or at all?

Seize the hours and cherish them. Because this is their gift to you.

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