regrets.

I did something this morning I'd promised myself I'd never do.

I left home without hugging my girls goodbye. 

I've done it before, sadly, but only because they were fast asleep at the time.  It didn't bother me on those occasions (maybe a little), but it sure has my heart aching today.

They probably didn't even notice, so busy were they watching holiday DVDs and, in Piper Bea's case, perfecting crawling skills.  Doesn't make me feel any better, however, about being more focused on running pre-work errands than on keeping promises.

Almost makes me hope for coal in my stocking, just to keep me honest.