|A morning send-off from my teenager|
Hardly any of my day, I think, is that interesting, but I launch myself full tilt in the goings on of a busy media office. Sometimes, I don’t know until I start sharing whether it was a good day or not.
Always, that someone wants to listen, makes the end of my day extraordinary.
Occasionally, when I leave the house, there’s a little note for me. (See above). The only thing to do at that point is to smile and know that whatever road I drive on, the journey home will be joyous.