The cavalry is not coming. At some level, you know this. I know this. We all do. But when overwhelmed by a situation that is chronic, tiresome, emotionally exhausting, we look for rescue. Please, anyone but me, we beg. We wish for someone else to take over. Take the hit. Fight the good fight. Bring…
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Blink and it’s gone
At the crack of dawn, I was already driving home from the airport, wiping big mama tears from my cheeks. My eldest was headed back to Texas, his fireman gear packed efficiently per his norm. Military precision is his modus operandi. While he was getting ready to board a plane, I was heading back to…
