to be somewhere
did you wish you had a magic carpet?
or at the very least wings?
oh boy did i tonight.
i spent the evening on my phone with my sister and my daughter. one in laguna beach, 150 miles away, the other in nyc, over 3000. my sister, my dear angel sister, was with my stepdad taking my mom on an unexpected emergency trip to the hospital. my sister kept me updated and informed but oh how i wanted to be there.
my daughter was babysitting, her first time alone with an infant. she called and we talked while dear baby was crying in her arms. and even though she didn't need me, how i wished i were there.
if wishes were wings, i was.
my mom is back home now and just a bit ago i received this text:
'you may or may not be able to believe this. but this girl right here has a happy, sleeping infant resting on her. motherly instincts? check.'