solo mama entendre

Where does this come from? This morning, it completely consumed me in the shower. For some reason, it feels a million times more crushing as a parent, and maybe more so as a single parent. Not only am I trying to navigate the anxiety, I’m trying to stay strong because my kids are counting on me to show up. I ran through my favorite grounding exercises – touch, sound, smell. Then I practiced a technique I’ve learned through a coaching program over the past few months – asking my future, older, wiser self – does the “thing” that triggered my anxiety really matter in the long run? And the answer – no. Because no matter how serious the situation or how much feels at stake, whether or not this “thing” resolves itself or not in the near future, it won’t matter 10 or 20 years from now – I truly will be fine no matter what happens. I can’t explain the calm that came over me with that realization – usually I can only find that level of peace oceanside. I’m not always great at practicing what I preach, but in this case, it worked.