A Small Oversight

I confess that I forgot to call my daughter last night as promised. It's not a big deal in the grand scheme of things, but it's one of those rules we set up together that I slip on occasionally. There’s something about being responsible for someone else’s happiness and peace of mind that feels both weighty and rewarding. Yet, there are days when even the simplest of duties can feel like an insurmountable mountain to climb. Perhaps this is a reminder to cherish every small commitment I make, because they’re not just promises to her, they're promises to myself.