you don’t know what tired means until you get really truly body-and-soul tired. the kind that knocks the lights out of you short after your head sinks into your pillows.

what keeps me going? i look at my beautiful family and draw strength from them.

my son, full of zest for life. my daughter, growing so fast right before my very eyes. my husband, his kind soul, my pillar of strength.

what do other things matter when i have them?

p.s. missA, thanks for the “lifesaver”.

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