EM is sick.
I came home last night to her with a (really) runny nose and a 102.3 temp. Whew.
After a really long 8 hours of literally constant people, I was tired. I had a whole list of stuff I needed to do. and this included my sermon for Sunday of which I am FREAKING out about.
but it all had to wait.
I had a sick little bean.
And I am seeing over and over again during this trying summer that I have priorities, sure. But at this point they don't include me.
I just have to get through...8 more weeks.
And all I think about all day is how much I want more time with EM.
So I come home at night and love her, and cuddle with her. Let her climb on me, and hug and kiss her.
That is my top priority.