|Samantha and Zac|
The last week of having all three of my children living under my roof,
sharing a bathroom,
sharing looks across the table.
The last week of preparing nightly dinner for five,
of cooking together,
of adding each of their requests to the grocery list.
This is the last week I will be able to knock on my daughter's door to say
What time do you work today?
The last week of sleeping at night
with her just on the other side of the wall,
only a few steps away.
This is the last week of having any say
in what time she comes home
or how late she sleeps in
or whether she should really wear that skirt.
The last week
before my family grows bigger,
welcoming a new member,
a second son.