I have been feeling so out of balance lately. Swirly. Not in a good boysenberry ripple choc top at the movies kind of way. More in a can't find clear space in my mind or in my life kind or way.
Not my best week this week. Nope. Not my best.
Lots of yelling. Lots of anger and frustration. It's really hard to write that down.
Because it's kind of shaming. Very humbling. To admit how horrible I am.
My little boy has been sick. Really sick. Okay, not terminally, devastatingly, life altering-ly sick. But sick enough that for a while there we thought he might have been all of those things.