Tuesday, August 8, 2017


The boys and I had a goal for summer vacation we won’t be accomplishing.  This is painful, and I’m not sure how to handle it. I know why we won’t. I know where we (I) got sidetracked. I know it was all out of my control. And yet. I can’t help but feel that familiar pull of guilt and failure. 

Mo texted me a few days ago, to express while she understood I felt, and feel, like I’m drowning, she hopes I don’t diminish or forget my achievements and accomplishments and progress.  She sees me above the water.

What do you do when you’re doing everything you can and it never feels like enough?  

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