fragile

we all are. even the ones we grow up depending on. my mom (she's technically my stepmom, but stepped up enough in my teen years, which i find a tad amazing, given how strange teens can be) is kind of fragile right now. so my heart feels tender toward her. so i will put her fragility out there on my blog, and if anyone reads it, they can raise her up.

we all are...i have to remember that. even when i want to throttle my teen, he's fragile. hell, sometimes he's practically cracked. (making myself smile here) i love these kids. they're hilarious and funny and challenging and good people. they still drive me crazy, but most good people do at some point or another...

now to the business of learning...
peace