I’ve tried not to keep it a secret lately that I have struggled. I have so many days where I see my children and I laugh with them and I try my best to serve them in love. But I also have those Ecclesiastical days where everything seems meaningless and I would so much rather huddle under my covers and just not be a part of this chaos that is life, and because I choose not to huddle, I meet my people living under the same roof with hostility and anger and frustration, not because of  ...