Life just doesn't slow down, does it? And all the waiting until "next week, things will be better" doesn't actually help anything.
Perhaps I shouldn't stretch myself so thin...
In January of 2005, my son C. died. Then he was born. These are the 8 million pieces of my life, as I pick them up,one by one.
And now, featuring the addition of our second beautiful child, BB and his lovely sister E.