Every time my kids head to their mom’s, I know it’s for the best and balance and I’ll see them in a couple days (or sooner),

And I’m not sure whether it’s with all of us being sick and the bumps of the new year starting off and any other myriad of things, but I’m down in these moments, just plain down,

And I suspect that I’d have similar feelings about other life stuff where it that our family was still under one roof,

But the dull ache of alone without them tells me differently, that the particular situation multiplied millions of Timea over in other families still gets me down,

And then in the next breath I think of my kids’ personal struggles – divorced parents aside – and I think about the mantra I have about Resilience, put up in various places in the house,

And that the fundamental tenet of resilience is handling duress, distress, just coping with adversity,

WHICH IS A FUNDAMENTAL PART OF THE HUMAN EXPERIENCE,

And then I pause, and take a few deep breaths (even with my RSV Cough), and I reset, RESET, to faith and purpose and the light, finding it, being it,

Reset to GOOD.