The Day it Couldn't be Done
The computer screen had to be lying. It was my first semester of college and there was a letter staring back at me I had yet to see on a report card. F. Turns out the excuse of having to work instead of turning in assignments didn't fly in the collegiate sphere. I asked myself then how anyone earned a degree. Two semesters later (and after a short break) I achieved my first ever 4.0. On another night, I wondered if the crying would ever end. I sat on my couch holding my oldest child while the tears dripped and dripped down my face as he screamed. I had no idea what I was doing, and I didn't think I ever would. In my mind, there was NO WAY anyone really had more than one kid. It wasn't possible. But then I did it. And now I have four. It's still hard, but there are too many good moments to count. For years I would sit at my computer, and start book ideas. Worlds constantly tumbled around my head, and there was no relief exc...