My Motherhood My Parking Lot

A short visit

I am visiting a friend of mine who has two children, 13 and 16.

The other day after a series of perfectly enjoyable or at least neutral errands, one of which was picking up her younger child (at a convenient cul-de-sac adjacent to the middle school which avoids the school parking lot) we were on our way back to the house. I was excited because I desperat…