I Never Met This Day Before
Plato once said, “Only the dead have seen the end of war.” Sometime my heart reflects that dreary sentiment. I in no way mean to cheapen the hardship of war by likening it to wiping 5 year old poop off the floor or dealing with city inspectors, but the past 4 weeks have felt a bit like a war. It seems like I wake up each morning ready to deal with a new crisis situation. I’ve admitted to our team that I’m running out of brave. And then there’s the reality of 14 little smiles
