This Day Was Hard
Right now my kids are still so connected to me, so pliable, so gut wrenchingly transparent and forthright. What happens when someday they meet a friend who suggests to them that what they have with me can be found somewhere else?
Hard Is In The Moment
We all have our different versions of hard. I guess, then, what’s hard isn’t necessarily the things we face as parents, but the moments in which we face them.