The Last 36 Hours

High

As high as a kite

Way, way up in the sky

Close

As close as shaving cream on

Warm, wet skin

Peace

As deep as a canyon gorge

Far, far below

Shattered

As a rock through a windowpane

Sharp, jagged, shards

Trauma

As a fledgling being kicked out of the nest

Fly!  Fly! Fly!

I don’t like to fly!

I’m scared of flying!

It’s time.

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About danardoyle

I am a Catholic, working wife and mother. I have three children ages 7, 14 and 21. I am extremely busy, as you can imagine. I aim each and every day to put God first in my life, to teach my children the Faith, to be a supportive spouse, keep the house in order, and do my job outside of the home well, too. That's an impossible task - without Divine intervention! Here, I hope to share my triumphs and struggles with other working moms in the same boat. I will share the tools I have discovered to making it all work - most days!
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