Monday, February 8, 2016


Parenthood has all these sandtraps. All these aspects of it, things I never expected, blindside me, sucker punch me, kick my ass. I get beat up and then broke open and then it leads me to some old wound of mine that still needs healing. Walking through the fire. Urg, I hate it. It is so uncomfortable and painful. This is so hard. And then it leads me to peace. Something shifts, heals.  Thank you.

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