It was a long shot.
I had phoned to tell him what time my train was leaving Cardiff.
And as the train pulled in our car wasn't in the car park.
So I was over the moon to spy them both on the train platform.
With Squeaks on her bike.
And no-one was more over the moon than Squeaks to have pedalled to and from the station.
It reminded me of the little things.
So each day, there is a choice.
Sometimes there isn't a choice, there is swimming in the morning, and the park after the afternoon nap.
And I love having this time.
Finishing work and having my mind brought back to reality with love.
I love the excitement.
I love the happiness.
Which if work could compare, would make work a lot more worthwhile.
And these children, who make me cry with laughter, who astound me with their courage and confidence.
These children hold my heart.
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