This may look like nothing more than a picture of a closed door to you, but to me, and to many mothers out there, this is a view from Paradise.
This closed door, which is actually also locked, is the culmination of my Mother’s Day dream to spend some quality “me-time” alone. In the powder room. Doing what? Well, any blasted thing I please. Without an audience.
It happened for me yesterday for the first time since I was on an airplane, where federal rules prohibited my children from following me to the bathroom.
Oh sweet alone time in the bathroom! You are my dream deferred for 364 days a year. Oh sweet Privacy! I love you and will see you next year on Mother’s Day. I will miss your silence and your space and your solace. I will think of you and yearn for you everyday. During our painful separation, dear Privacy, just remember we will always have those 37 minutes we shared on Mother’s Day 2012.
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PS: For a very special guest post I wrote on a darker time in my life, check this out– see my vulnerable side.
PPS: For one more day, you can check out my guest post for Scary Mommy.