Every morning before I leave for work, I get about 30 minutes to play with my son.
It’s never enough, but it’s time that I cherish.
I can tell that my son cherishes that time too, because every day at 7 AM, when it’s time for me to leave, he latches himself onto my leg in an attempt to hang on to me for a little while longer.
And, it tears me apart every time.
Of course, I want to stay.
I want to be there with him every minute of every day, but the reality of having to work and support my family unfortunately wins out.
I am glad that he loves me and wants me to stay. I know it won’t always be this way.