GOING HOME

I will never forget that moment: I picked up my daughter from school and she asked, “Where are we going?” I proceeded to tell her, “Remember, your brother has a basketball game,” to which she replied, “Can’t we ever just go home?” I just sat for a moment, shocked, and said, “You know what? Next year, we can make that choice.”

Let me give you some backstory. We have a blended family of five children, with a 10- year span between the youngest and oldest. My daughter, the youngest, has endured years of being schlepped around to this event and that activity. And now, during this moment, she was beginning to have her own “to-dos” to add