Mad at myself for wanting to do right by my kids even if it means being grumpy at them
Growing up and growing strong. Can’t help but feel those happy tears in my soul
Recognizing the pattern is the first step
Anger derived from fear does not detract that it is still anger
No spiders in sight but lots of webs
How can I fight for myself when you won’t even give me time to swing?
I pretty much pulled an all-nighter…
The subtle beauty in letting the day hold you and your daughter’s hand