For When You’re Overwhelmed, Hopeless, and Inadequate

  Sometimes I feel overwhelmed, hopeless, and inadequate. On Thursday, we were late in bringing Caleb to school. We had spent the morning in a three-year-old vs. mom battle of the ages where he wouldn’t eat breakfast or get dressed. None of my usual convincing tricks worked and we both ended up frustrated and in tears….

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Falling Apart Without Losing The Pieces

People are always telling me that they’re impressed at how I’ve been able to hold it together since I lost my dad. I hate to break it to those people, but I have not held it together. Not even close. Two weeks ago, I was up in Connecticut to help mom get the house ready…

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