The worst part of my day is walking out the door in the morning. It is so difficult. Not only do I miss Rylee but I feel like I am deserting Erin. I just hope the angel is being good that day.
The next couple weeks are going to suck, I have to start traveling again. It really sucks because when I took this position, there weren't many overnights. With the selling of properties and the re-alignment I have to go more, it is what it is. I guess we are going to have to figure it out because if I get where I want to go (career wise), travel is involved. The only way that I won't have to go out of town, is if I find another job and I don't want to do that.
I need to always be there for my girls. I don't want my daughter to recognize her Grandma, Nana or anyone more than me. I want to be the center of her universe. And, I want to always be there for whatever help Erin needs (which isn't much). This is turning into a session, sorry.
The best part of my day is walking back through the door. Rylee is usually the same way I left her, sleeping. But, when she wakes up.... when I'm changing her or holding her, she looks at me and says, "Daddy!" She looks at my face intently and sometimes, she smiles. That is the best part of my day. That look is worth more than all the money in world!
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