You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone…

Or will they?  Yesterday, we were driving to church and this thought popped into my head. Will my husband, family, friends actually miss me?  Of course.  But perhaps not based on my behavior this past week.  I was sour, overtired, sick of breastfeeding, overwhelmed by the piles of laundry and dishes, irritated that I couldn't … Continue reading You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone…