you see, I have stopped battling against rugby
and little by little embraced it
for us
now I get a few hours a day to myself
a wonderful breakfast and a family Sunday
and it's a bliss
so a home-made spa day was part of my treat to myself
no so glamorous ...
since I was the one working hard through that rough skin
but the outcome was glorious
and my feet and hands are happy again
and my boy sleeps
and my love is rolling in the mud, being kicked and punched
running after a ball .. and all the while smiling
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