Mama, you are SO STRONG!
he tells me, half way through the drive to the train station.
Completely out of the blue; until then he had been playing in his own wee world and I had been doing something quite the opposite in my own.
I had been worrying.
Things have finally felt like they’ve managed to ease up for us as a family a little these last few weeks. It’s been a long, heavy few years, and I was more than ready to brush lots of the worry I’d been carrying on my skin off.
But you see, those years of worry were actually not the first years like that. They lay on top of at least two other time periods of an equally harrowing nature, and sometimes it takes more than just some good, hopeful news in the here and now to shift all that came before…
Last week I took some steps towards resolving something that’s been
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