I can't write about it because it's not my story to tell. It's not my life, not directly. Not yet.
Saying no breaks my heart and saying yes terrifies me.
Faced with a decision over the weekend, the husband and I each said, Yes, definitely, let's think about that.
Then, minutes later, we turned around in unison and watched our boy laughing at something, blissfully unaware. We looked at each other, and knew that the answer was likely, no.
He's the priority. Of course, he's the priority. I just wish we could make it all work, that we could be the ones to make it work.