A heart full of sand

So much f*$# love and nowhere to f$*@ put it

My 6 year old asked me yesterday what it feels like to be a mom. “Tiring,” I said. We were going to the beach at 8 AM. He was supposed to be at day camp, getting exhausted by sports and swimming and being fed a lunch made by someone other than me. Instead, we pulled them out of the camp when we realized that, despite the COVID policies, kids wore no mas…