Every morning I get up at 5:00 to make Dragon's breakfast and pack his lunch. Nothing fancy. It is the same every day. I wait for the shower to start and set the timer. I have my routine timed perfectly. By the time Dragon is putting on his shoes, I put his plate on the table and zip his lunch box.
He eats, we say a prayer together and he walks out the door for work. Simple
This morning, after prayers, he grabbed my hands. His grip was firm. No getting away. With a smile, he let go and left. My foot needs to hurry up and heal! I want to play