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There is a part of the day that I enjoy. It’s about 5 minutes before I get home. In the car alone, but usually on the phone (bad Sara). There is a peace. A peace that I have finished the work day and can leave it behind. A peace regarding the males that are home waiting for me, even though they can be unruly, they are waiting for me. This peace washes over me, makes me content and happy with the life that I have. Then, I turn off the car, open the door and make my way to the house. It’s then that I remember I have three boys and a husband all waiting for me to come home, and the crazy begins.
