I desperately wanted to hear my son tell me he loved me. There's a sort of affirmation and confirmation in those words. When they say it themselves, not just repeating it back to you like a parrot, it's like you know they mean it, because they chose to say it.
And then one day, he did.
Your body needs respite from adrenaline and cortisol, and the crazy won't feel so crazy when you are regulated.
The blessings that happen when you choose to do more for a care giving family.
I felt a huge weight lifted from me. And a recognition that I wasn't left to figure things out on my own. That, all along, it was Jesus, Himself, who was tracing out the steps I needed to take, setting the broader path, and pulling me through.
