Thirty-some hotdogs and sausages on the grill. Twelve children running in and out of the house, trying to chase the barn cat and jumping on the trampoline. Eight different conversations scattered throughout the kitchen and living room and dining room. One chocolate birthday cake for a foster...
Emotions are good but can be a tricky thing. On one hand, we can become obsessed and enveloped by them, losing all perspective. On the other, we can repress and shove them inside us, only to leak out in unhealthy ways. In either case, we can be driven by them no matter how well intended...
This past week was rough. Like, this-is-stupid-and-I-hate-everything kind of rough. To be quite honest, I’m a pretty tough cookie. I’m resilient. I know how to persevere. But this week made me tired. Not the exhausted kind of tired. No, we’re talking about being mentally...
