What Can You Do?
I sat on the couch with sweet, rare friends, and one prayed words that I couldn’t understand. They were meant to bless me, and I cried in unbelief. I am none of those things she called me, struggling in the tension of the already but not yet. I believed her, Holley, in theory, but I’ve only just begun to read and embrace anything that remotely refers to my being “[…] Already Amazing.”
The next day I yelled horribly at my children ….