I just completed making 90 cupcakes without taking one single little lick off a spoon, beater, bowl, measuring cup, or anything else that had batter on it. I am on the "Master Cleanse" a.k.a. the "Lemon Juice Diet." Day two and proud of it. I had to make the cupcakes for a school thing a ma jig. I don't even know what it is for... I have to put in 40 hours of volunteer work per school year so that my children can attend The George Washington Academy Charter School.
Something hit me the other day. I got a call from the school asking if I was Mrs Watson. Ya ya ya , of course. The women on the other end tells me that my son just passed out at school. What!!!? She continues to tell me about it and that she wants to take him straight to the emergency room at the hospital. The entire time my heart is racing and all I can think is, "which son?" Not that one would be better than the other(well, that depends on the day.) She tells me it's Colin. I drop everything and I mean everything to meet her at the hospital. Turns out he is perfectly fine... atleast so far. While nothing really serious came out of this, I realized that it could have. No one is exempt from sorrow and pain. To think about something bad happening to one of my children is more than I can take, but life is far from over and who knows what the years will bring. So while I am yelling at children to stay out of my way so I can finally finish this last task of the day, making cupcakes, I am thankful. I am so so thankful for all of it.
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