Sometimes life is all kinds of crazy.
I used to be a nanny. It was one of the 20 jobs I had (not exaggerating – I’ll write about that one day) while I attended university. I loved that job, not only because I genuinely adore being around kids – particularly the cute, intelligent kind – but also because D & M became a bit like my San Diego family after a while. I even began helping M’s grandmother – the great grandma of the kids I watched – a couple of times a week when her parents were out. She was a joy, and when she passed away my heart broke in two.