Some days I end up in Bartlesville working really late.
Except we don’t live there yet.
So I like to go invade my in-laws for the bathroom before driving home, and tonight Nathan’s mom made me a snack for driving home.
I stayed for hours, talking their heads off and just almost crying, but keeping myself together with one story after another.
For because parents.
For because family.
For because love.
I feel better now.