Buttercream, Babies, and Boundaries
I am tired, this morning.
The kind of tired that’s on the other side of a night of no sleep, or interrupted sleep.
Someone I love was sick last night, thousands of miles away. At one in the morning, a trip to the ER was made and for the rest of the night, my phone was next to me, with hourly check ins. It seems that things are settling, now. A tough night melting its edges a…