Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Sometimes we experience little moments that remind us that we are not alone, in more ways than one. It has NOT been easy lately- I feel like maybe my son is leaving the last half of his threatening third year in a giant blaze of tantrum glory. It is my hope that he miraculously wakes on his birthday as a sweet civilized and socially aware little man, but right now I just pray for a little daily peace. Several times this morning I asked for patience and guidance out loud, or just for a sign that I am doing okay. And then I randomly came across a St. Ann medal. She happens to be the patron saint of mothers, so this gave me significant pause but what was really amazing is that I truly don’t know where it came from. So thank you for the sign—I guess I am doing okay.