From waitress to waiting
Waiting hand and foot has become a simple matter of patience.
At times when my children were small, I felt like a waitress (and the chief cook and bottle-washer, but that's another story).
Little voices and hands would be raised, and I would deliver, with a smile and a kiss.
Nowadays I do a lot less waitressing, since I learned the phrase 'get it yourself!'
Instead, now I wait.
I wait for my tween outside school, at sports practices and social events. And I wait for my teenager's key in the lock to tell me he's home safely.
In all, the waitressing days are looking a lot simpler from here.
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