Today was one of those nonstop days where every hour belonged to someone or something else. Hours spent trying to complete VCAT paperwork and requirements, school runs back and forward, sitting with my girl, cooking dinner, trying to keep the house moving, talking with a friend just to have a moment of connection in amongst it all.
And even now the day still isn’t finished. I’ve still got to let the cat in, feed the other dog, grab groceries, then finally come home. Sometimes life feels less like living and more like managing an endless list of responsibilities that never quite stops growing.
But underneath all the running around is what matters most — showing up for people. For the kids. For family. For the animals. Even on the exhausting days, that counts for something.
The Lady in the Back Row 