There’s that story-
I can’t say the words out loud. My voice cracks and my eyes get teary. I get a lump in my throat and my lungs get tight. My stomach drops to my toes. Panic sets in and I try to force it out.
What my brain is cooking and my hands are thinking
There’s times when I need to check myself. Maybe a little reboot.
I kept thinking there just HAD to be a way to make my stomach stop growling.
Somewhere along the way, I became obsessed with eating healthy. This soup is case in point.
The Parent Portal. The online abyss of your child’s grades. Log in and see everything he is being held accountable for at school. That syllabus you signed for World History? It’s on there with a 0/3 points. OH my GOD. A ZERO. His average for homework is a zero. He has an overall 50% in…
That pesky job. The one with income that lets you do fun things like pay bills and eat. It can also propose a move cross-country and change everything you know to be part of your normal routine. For us, there was no question or decision on what to do. My husband no longer had a…