Daughters

Sometimes it's really weird being the mother of 4 grown daughters. I've talked to 3 of them in the last 24 hours. One was super excited about her latest sonogram picture. I'm so happy for her and her husband. The other two phone calls were not as good. One daughter is unhappy with her job, my heart hurts for her. The others husband has accepted a job where he will be way out in West Texas for the next year while she works out her contract as a teacher. My heart really hurts for her as I've been there, done that, and it's hard.