Martin Luther King day was a school holiday for my children. The evening before, I got an email from my friend. "Could we set the girls up with a playdate at our house tomorrow? How about early afternoon? I have a doctor's appointment at 3:00."
I wrote back, typing quickly. "Sure. We'll pop by around 12:30. Thanks!"
I continued working on some other emails, a blog post, and part of my book. Then I suddenly stopped. Wait. My friend has a doctor's appointment. On a day when there's...
Published on January 18, 2010 21:08