Today I had a plan to share a post about how awful it is to be awaken 05 in the morning, being super busy at work and just simply never get a break.
Then I read in the local newspapers about a five year old boy and his three year old sister. Being hit by a construction vehicle. On their way to daycare. The sister lived and the brother did not.
Nothing matters anymore. Not the early mornings. Not the hustle at work. Not the crazy mood of tired toddlers.
Today I’m leaving work early to simply go home and play with my kids. Give them hugs until they beg me to stop.
– Sofie
