It's amazing what a good night's sleep can do for your attitude. Well, some sleep anyway. Not necessarily good. Definitely never enough. But at least I have a little more perspective.
Sometimes I feel like such a baby. I've had friends move across the Atlantic Ocean, without this much fuss. My good friend lost her mother a few months ago. She has a much greater reason to be having a rough time right now. Many of my friends and acquaintances in this area are from military families and move every three or four years. I can't even imagine. I guess you just don't accumulate "stuff."
I used to work with someone who would hand whiny students a straw and a deck of cards and say, "Suck it up and deal." I think the cards are packed, but there are some straws in the pantry. :) I'm trying to count my blessings, and not dwell on the question of "Why does Ashtyn have to be teething right now?!"
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