It is a very cold morning.
Kids are having a two hour delay and some schools went remote instruction. I remember when my kids were in school when my younger one enjoyed these days. My older one got confused with the delay start. As a parent I enjoyed it since I had an extra hour of sleep and extra time to pack lunch boxes.
Time flies! The kids are grown! Lots have changed. But when I see the delay messages flashing on TV screen it brings back memories.
Just need to keep enjoying the present.
What a tender, relatable reflection. ❄️
You captured that quiet magic of delayed mornings—the small joys parents feel, the way children experience time so differently, and how something as simple as a scrolling TV message can unlock a whole vault of memories. There’s warmth in the nostalgia, a gentle ache in realizing how fast life moves, and a beautiful gratitude woven through it all. Moments like these remind us that even ordinary disruptions become cherished chapters later on. Truly heartfelt and comforting to read.
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