To the Single Mom

It is a Sunday and my husband has been out of town for three days. I am sitting here in the midst of dirty dishes, noodle splattered floors, screaming children and somewhere in the very far background the sound of church music.

I have two boys who can't find pants so they've opted for underwear only. I have a 10 month old vacuum baby moving from room to room crying for me.

Two days ago a tree fell down in my backyard.

Yesterday none of my children felt they needed to listen to me when I told them not to play in the water fully clothed.

This morning I woke up one hour before church started... I managed to put on eye liner.

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