I’m a tired mama tonight. We had a busy day, a great day. I cooked a big dinner, something I don’t really do lately because meals have taken a backseat to writing. Which feels good. My people are surviving just fine.
So I turned to Chris tonight, “What’s one true thing about me?”
“One true thing about you? You’re a warrior.”
“Yeah. Not a worrier. A warrior.”
Okay I’ll take it. “What makes me a warrior?”
“You gave birth naturally.”
I’ll leave it at that tonight.