Momming
The Morning After
The same heart-sinking, depleted wave of guilt rushes over my body from my face to my toes.
The same heart-sinking, depleted wave of guilt rushes over my body from my face to my toes.
What do the next ten years look like for us? I’ll have to be o.k. not knowing.
To ask the person going through the hard-thing to also come up with ways everyone else should help them feels like another item on their list of hard that they have to manage.