When my children are grown

One day, when my children are grown, I hope they still come through the front door without knocking. I hope they head to the kitchen for a snack, and slump on the sofa to watch a show, or read a book. I hope they come in and feel the weight of adulthood leave them, for they are home. For my children, my door will forever be open.

Author: Kris

Hi my name is Kris, and I am addicted to personal development, and the word DETERMINATION! :) and BRENÉ BROWN!!! And BRIAN JOHNSON!!! Aaaaaaaand WOOOO!!!! 142.

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