First day back at school and I am baking choc chip cookies for ME to eat tonight. While dealing with tween fit-in, good-enough emotions that always seem to surface after 8.30pm (which is at least 45 minutes after we've switched the lights off).
My new low-gi oaty no flour choc chip recipe is definitely not as good as my usual Nigella recipe. I'm not sure that my advice to my young girl tonight is that good either. Either way, we'll all eat the biscuits (and advice) and try another round when I muster up enough energy to make more. Shew, term 2 arrived almost out of nowhere.
God, I need you to be the friend my daughter is longing for at school. Please. And could you fulfil that promise you made? The one about bringing her good friends at school, who will play with her and do things with her? I can hold her hand, whisper truth, and pray for her to have hope, but this stuff, it's in your hands. I remember feeling like she does when I was 9 and three quarters.
Amen. And now I'm going to fall into bed and curl up next to my best friend. I'm really glad you introduced me to him, by the way. I would say sweet dreams to you, but I know you don't sleep because you are watching over me/us. x
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