I came home from work early today because Gina is now sick and worse than I was, worse than I've ever seen her for that matter. And now Dylan is sick too. As run between their two bedrooms, taking temperatures, giving meds, and cleaning puke, I think how tired I am and how difficult it is to get my work done that I brought home so I could be with them. Then I read a new post on a blog of a friend in Africa, and I realize my troubles aren't that big of a deal.
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