my older daughters said something that made me stop in the middle of the kitchen.
“Mom, I always thought you didn’t work because you didn’t want to.”
I looked at her.
“Why did you think that?”
She shrugged.
“Dad always said you loved being at home.”
I sat down beside her.
“I do love you all. I loved being your mother. But loving my family didn’t mean I stopped having other dreams.”
She looked genuinely surprised.
“I never thought about it that way.”
“Most people don’t,” I said gently. “They
