September 25, 2013 by aljakatz
Here’s a perfect example of why I love my family. My son and I were having a quick conversation in my bedroom last night. I mentioned that he should run something by his Dad (a typical thing for me to say). I went into my bathroom to do my nighttime routine of beautifying. Don’t judge, everybody has one.
As I began to use my tweezers to grab what I think is a stray gray eyebrow hair (holy crap!), my son continued talking to me. Now, however, my husband has joined the conversation. So we are all in my bathroom, hovered over my sink area. Neither my husband nor my son have mentioned the tweezers in my hand. They are talking, I am plucking and I realize that it is just incredible. It’s an incredible feeling to love your family. I mean, really, there are not many people in the world who you feel THAT completely comfortable around.
Finally I finished my routine and it seemed their conversation was concluding about the same time. Happily, I sat in my bed and grabbed my computer to begin writing this blog. My husband sat down to watch a football game while my son, although on the floor, did the same. Ahhh… life is good.
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