Recently after yet another "lively discussion" with my girl, I sat on the couch and cried. Because life is hard. It just is. And I somehow convince myself that means I am doing something wrong. Because surely if I were doing it right, there wouldn't be so much struggle and frustration. So there I sat with all my tears and doubts and fears and I remembered some words my friend Stacey wrote a few years ago ... I’ve pretty much fallen short in every category. I am tired and not really ... [Read More]