This morning I drove kids to school….twice. I had honked, and I had waited…and honked and waited some more. With two kids upset (one to tears) in the car that he was making them late, I chose to pull away, leaving the straggler in the house – the 15 year old – the power struggling child of the moment (it’s never just one). I knew his wrath was coming…and I secretly hoped he would find a ride with a neighbour….
FOR MOMS: Bloom Where You’re Planted
November 13, 2018
