So I find myself these days swinging wildly back and forth between being a high-energy, high-impact motivational speaker and being a hard nosed, hard assed, line-in-the-sand maker.
It's very disorienting.
And I think I have whiplash.
I really do think they have been invaded by alien life forms who have set up command and are calling all the shots. My only question is whether or not I will outlast the occupation.
I hope so. I really do love these altered-state boys. But mothering them lately is requiring large doses of dramamine.
Mothers from the other side: tell me how it's going to be
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