I could hear the footsteps running down the hall. “Is she OK?” “Did she fall?” There’s a commotion outside the bathroom door.
It had been such a fun day. We went to see our daughter Stephanie’s college dance competition in Massachusetts. It was about a five-hour trip from home.
Her team did great. I left there like a peacock with feathers spread, so proud of her. It was becoming cumbersome to make a trip like this.
Read more on themighty.com