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Share the road

This was my view from the back seat of an Uber car recently and to me, that view was just fine.

We were stuck on Interstate 635 in Dallas, a highway I lovingly refer to as “the death trap”, at traffic time. We couldn’t move. We needed to get all the way over to the right to exit, but we were stuck in the HOV lane on the left. You’d think it would have been stressful and frustrating.

But not that day.

That day I was with two girlfriends and we were headed to meet more girlfriends! Our kids were well taken care of, and this traffic? It was giving us time to catch up. We brought each other up to speed on everything we’d missed. We listened, we ranted, we laughed. . . and then we laughed some more.

We were already running very late when the driver let us know he was …

The weeds of resentment

This picture was my life about eight years ago. We had these two precious boys 16 months apart, on purpose. I thought I wanted a whole slew of kids, boys in particular, to play and have fun with.

Until I had two.

It’s a story for another day, why it was such a hard year. But suffice it to say, two major family tradgedies (with all the resulting fall-out) and a birth defect that went undetected for 6 months (which meant non-stop crying the entire time), totally rocked my new mama world.

I was so tired and emotional. I remember thinking every day that I couldn’t make it through another day. It’s all a bit of a blur now, but somehow I did.

I survived.

I had amazing friends, but I was too tired to call them. I had a loving family, but they were all dealing with their own hurts and trauma. So I …

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