Today, I am guest blogging on SoberMommies.
Yesterday, I reflected on motherhood, gratitude and 9/11. This time it’s personal. This was probably the most difficult post I have written to date- sharing my story is hard, especially when it wasn’t a story I wanted anyone to know. There is a saying that our secrets keep us sick and my secret could have easily made me very sick. I share my hope today and my gratitude for others who positively listen and love me.
Reflections of Gratitude on 9/11
The other day, I cleaned the boys’ bathroom. It was disgusting. If you have sons, you know what I am talking about. Running to the toilet, barely making it types of messes. Dirt and grime around the sink, and the remnants of soccer practice and recess all over the tub. As I scrubbed, trying not to throw up in my mouth, I thought about women I know- mothers who may never get to complain and feel grossed out by such things. READ MORE