Astor was gone when l woke up. A sigh escaped me. It stung a little because we never got to finish our conversation last night because I was too tired and we both didn't know how to react to what I told him.
I brushed my teeth, then I stepped into the shower. The warm water was a soothing
And I let the steam fill the small bathroom, trying to clear my own head.
Once I was done, l was feeling fresh and much more awake, I pulled on some comfortable clothes. Today wasn't about formal wear. Today was about my kids.
When I pushed open the door to their room, Marco, usually sprawled like a starfish under a his blankets and Isabella was tucked in cutely and peaceful.
"Wakey, wakey" I sing sang.
Their eyes blinked open, slowly at first, then widened when they saw me. "Mommy" Isabella squeal
