I'm in a beautiful place where the snow is freshly fallen, life is everywhere, there are plenty of reasons to take the deepest breath and relax every inch of my body... but then there's that weight.
There's the weight of what next and when and how much and how soon and will I be able to support my children financially while keeping a home and not yelling when I get too overwhelmed and my breath gets short. I did that this morning... yelled. I was tired. My body hurts.
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