Last night, I went to bed and let my fears get the better of me. And I cried, something that I won't admit to often. Then I eventually slept for a couple of hours, before storms and power surges woke me.
Today was better. Not easier, but better. Brady didn't get up cranky this morning. The kids didn't forget anything on their way out the door. I didn't have to be anywhere until 10:30am. I came home, had lunch, took an hour nap before babysitting for my neighbor and picking Bryce and his buddy up from strings rehearsal. Belle stayed with a friend while I went for Bryce. Brady still had his issues this evening but not as bad as yesterday. All three were in bed by 8pm.
Tonight, I received some news I needed to hear. News I didn't expect to hear until later this week. And it was good news. So the elephant that was sitting on my chest has gotten lighter. He's not gone yet, but he's definitely lighter and I'm breathing easier. For now. Tonight, I will go to bed and have a relief cry. Then I'll be ready to face what is thrown at me tomorrow.