Working Mom

I enjoy being a working mom.

I love my job.

I feel like I make a difference.

I have been blessed with wonderful people who look after my children.

I arrive at work and don't worry about them.

I think about them , talk about them but don't worry.

Unless....

I get a call from their school.

Then all bets are off.

The line is blurred, no gone.

I am no longer a teacher, an employee .

I am a mom.

Home is where I go.

Home is where I belong.