About the Yellow Doors
The Author Behind Yellow Doors
One of those Days
It was one of
It was a tossing and turning, waking up late, traffic jam drive type of day.
It was a long line for coffee to find debit was down, and I had no cash kind of day.
It was an instant chaos at work, confusions and fluster, pulling my hair out kind of day.
It was a lack of confidence, lack of composure, overly emotional kind of day.
It was a stone in my shoe on my way to the car, driving home while crying type of day.
It was a picking my nieces up, excited about their school day, talk my ear off kind of day.
It was a huge hug at home, and a kiss on the cheek, and an I missed you Auntie stef kind of day.
It was a good talk with my brother, cracking jokes with my nieces, laughing my guts out kind of day.
It was a cooking together, just because—eating at the table kind of day.
It was a relaxing on the couch, coffee in hand, winding down kind of day.
It was a toothbrush party, turned giggle fest-- turned sleepover, all on a school night kind of day.
Yep—it was one of
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