Good Enough?

When what we need is to forgive ourselves. The words are sharp, a staccato litany of frustrations ricocheting around the room. They’re mine, directed at my misbehaving teenager. Adrenaline shoots through my veins. Careful, I think, sucking in a breath, holding it. The silence echoes loudly. In my head, the diatribe continues. Shhhh, a gentle … Continue reading Good Enough?