Today was one of those days.
It felt like my family must have had a pow-wow together and decided that one would get me in the morning, the other during the day, another after school, and then the last one while making dinner.
I wanted to scream, and cry. One of Jay's favorite lines: "I would rather drink bleach," came to my mind when I thought of my evening ahead.
Then "they" must have had another pow-wow. This time I think it was to humble Mom with their sincerity and their peace and their wisdom and their maturity.
I started the evening with feeling that I wanted to be anyplace but here. I ended with feeling that if this was it, if this was all our family had left, tonight, it would be enough.
I am so glad it was one of those days.