Alone

It's Saturday night and I'm folding laundry, doing dishes, putting leftovers away and turning on night lights. I sing the usual bed time songs, place the special stuffed animal in its place, and make sure everyone has what they need for sweet dreams. I don't mind that this is how I spend my Saturday nights. Where I'm at in life now, I prefer it over any other option. But I didn't know I was going to have to do it alone.