Days of deliberating, letting the stress of decision fatigue eat a hole in my stomach, were over. A new sort of hell was beginning. This wasn’t like all the other times my dad pulled through. It was time.
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On edge? In a fog? This might be why.
Before returning to a “new normal,” be that going to work in an office, sending our children into school buildings, or safely attending social events, we must first address the elephant in the room. Brain damage. Let me explain.
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What would your younger self say to you about fear?
The pages of my baby book were full of more than just memorabilia. They showed me a path back to who I was at my core, free from fear and judgement.
