How I feel now, after sharing my heart with my friends:
(Side note: I bought my husband red Converse for Valentine's Day. Is there a better way to express your love? I think not.)
I had been feeling more than a little beaten down, suffering the after-effects of a cold, and emotionally tapped out from caring for our frenetically-attached Safe Family toddler. I don't think you'll find "frenetically- attached" in any official literature, but it works here, trust me. I had let the words of another make me doubt everything I was doing and totally forgot for Whom I was doing it.
Enter my friends. They reminded me that it does matter. They gave me the One Day at A Time speech- that never gets old and is always true. They affirmed how hard it really is. They would have given me grace if I threw in the towel, but they saw I still had a spark and they flamed it.
I walked away thinking, "it is wearying to absorb someone's trauma, but isn't that exactly what Christ did for me? And with Him inside of me, why couldn't I do this?".
Are you weary and overwhelmed? Reach out to a friend! Like a real life conversation. Let the kids play in the backyard and bear your soul! You will feel so much better. I know I do.