Through the years I have thought about getting a "real" job... I was happy to be able to be at home when my girls were little... I thought I'd go back to work when they were in middle school or high school. And then Harv was diagnosed with cancer and I was thankful that I could be at home to help him and go to appointments.
I still often wonder about working, but it occurred to me the other day -- through more than one circumstance -- that maybe what my job has been and should continue to be -- at least for now -- is "available."
Thankful that "available" is an option for me.