ROBIEWANKENOBIE

a hard day is a little harder. when you've yelled more than you've wanted. and your children? they really have been little heathens. but they've also been sweet. they don't hold the yelling against you. instead they cheer you on for doing such a good job when using the bike trailer for the first time. they dump out your new bath products, but they want you to hold them just a few more minutes before they fall asleep. you go to check on them with their soft heads of hair, their angelic little faces, and the way they breathe so peacefully.

you wish you were a better person. not for money. or fame. or even simple recognition. but so that you can harness those moments of love and be deserving of them.