Tuesday night I had a board meeting with one group I've involved with.
Last night, I had a committee meeting for another board I'm on.
Two nights in a row, my children were asleep in their beds by the time I came home. Two nights in a row, I missed hearing their funny stories and infectious giggles.
I went in Clair's room when I got home and just stared at her little sleeping face and her body all Houdini-wrapped in her blanket (Sidenote: I can't decide which SleepSack to get -- with leg holes or without -- so she's still keeping me up at night with that darn blanket). I missed her and her brothers so much, after just two nights.
When Lester and I said we wanted to build our careers and our network of professional contacts, there were many reasons. One important one is that we hope we'll be able to know people someday who will be able to help them out. So some of this working overtime -- a lot of it, actually -- is for them.
But it doesn't make not seeing them any easier.
Not one little bit.