Image is mineIt was a typical Monday morning for me, another day to shuttle between my 9-to-5 job and my life as a mom. I was already overwhelmed, living both lives and desperately needed a break, an escape from the school run, even if it was just for 24 hours. At that moment, in my agony, my phone beeped. The screen brightened, and I took a peek. The time was 5:30 am. Who could be texting at this time, I wondered, my sore eyes searching through the notification for a name. Alas! It was a WhatsApp message from my daughter's school. I saw something like "midterm" and immediately rushed to open the message. Could this be the miracle I had prayed for? Is God this swift in answering prayers? Finally, a midterm break, I had resolved in my mind. I just needed to know the dates so I could inform HR about bringing my daughter to the office. I glanced through the lengthy message hastily until I saw a date. Oh, joy! The break was the following week, I exclaimed. At this point, I felt energized. Finally! Just this week, and I could rest from the school run for another week.