*As Seen on The Huffington Post *
Today was a hard day. Not that it was any harder than any other day at home alone with my two kids. Today I was not in the mood for anything. “Ants” is teething, so putting him down for a nap or down at all, for that matter, was hard. Mila is brimming full of energy and questions and decided to attach herself to my leg and challenge me to unlock the mysteries of the universe with her, or at least that’s what it felt like.
I am heartbroken. I spent the past two days actively trying NOT to listen to the news, read posts on Facebook, or watch any videos. I purposefully avoided the men in my family. How can I look them straight in the eyes without breaking down? As I tried to explain to my two-year-old why tears were streaming down mommy’s face, I looked at her with a feeling of helplessness.
I remember the first time that someone decided that they no longer wanted to be my friend. That very first friend heartbreak is the worst. The agony of the rejection, the realization that I had no control, the acceptance that eventually came. All of these feelings coursed through my five-year-old brain.
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