Tears & Frustrations

Last night was one of those Kodak moments. It wasn't necessarily a moment that I'd want to commemorate with a picture, but it will be etched in my mind forever.

Z's frustrations got the better of him last night. He sat down on the couch and started sobbing. Dad didn't get it; he tried words of cheer. It was time for Mom to take over. I sat next to Z, put my arm around him, and laid my head against his. All Z's fears and frustrations came flowing out of him in one continuous sentence. I kissed the top of his head and responded with all of my fears and frustrations. Surprisingly, many of them were similar. We shared the burden of feeling so overwhelmed when chores and responsibilities pile up and we just don't know where to start. Then we slide into the pitfall of doing nothing, because we KNOW we don't have the time to accomplish anything significant. What's the point in trying?

Z and I agreed that we will BOTH start taking things ONE STEP AT A TIME. We will accomplish something every day, no matter how small. We will be proud of ourselves and each other for our accomplishments. We will nudge each other when we see the other falling into the quagmire of self-pity. At this point Dad joined in and agreed that if we took enough "baby steps" we could actually finish a lot of our projects.
We ALL went to bed with smiles on our faces and the knowledge that we make a fantastic team! We'll get through this the way we always have; TOGETHER!