Today, my children are with their father, instead of me. They are with him in the new home that he has created for himself, and them, separate from me.
You are exhausted at the end of each day, but your love for her knows no bounds so you know exactly how she felt when she first saw you. First held you.
My sleep is easily disturbed by the alarm as it interrupts my dreams, whether I remember them or not, I know they were there. I wish I could pull the covers back up over my one shoulder that is now chilly and was not a moment ago. But instead, I must rise and do my daily morning duty.