It's the end of the school year and this year I am especially anxious to be done. My youngest has been having significant academic challenges at school and pretty heavy emotional challenges at home. I've been trying my best to be SuperMom and work through each issue diligently but every goddamn day I feel like I'm coming up short.
There are moments when the world closes in on me quickly. Moments when I have forgotten how full-tilt crazy things can get in just a blink.
I fall in love with him again and again in small moments that seem not to matter to anyone.