Finding Mom

[liralen]

Tired and worn-out by work and other things, I sat down with Jet as I was putting him to sleep and I said, "I feel really tired and lost, Jet."

He peered at me, worriedly, "Where are you?" Jet was pretty tired, too, as he'd walked the two miles home from pre-school and then played for a few hours with Tanner, Macy, and Mikayla.

"I'm not sure..."

He frowned again, lower lip pursed. "You're here, Mom. In my room."

I grinned. "Thank you, Jet, for finding me."

"No prob, Mom." and he hugged me.