I've gotten questions about how I was handling my grandson's illness and hospitalization, not to mention Irma pulling up the driveway, windows down, honking her horn. You would assume I would be wringing my hands with worry, screaming in my head, shoo Irma, shoo! But, I did no such thing.
Don't get me wrong, I was plenty worried and there were moments of panic while Milo was ill, but I am human. My goal is not to rid myself of emotion, but to harness my anxiety so I can live life without fear. When you are not in your head, and muster all the courage you have for the one's you love, you prove to yourself you can do so much more than you ever thought possible.
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Amen!!!
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