Being real.

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No one wants to be where we are now.

I am truly happy that my adult children are here with us because the thought of them isolated in far away cities in their apartments is just hard to imagine. But, I am not happy they have to deal with the reality of our present and not at all happy that any of us do. No. Nope. Not.

The one thing I do think will turn out to be a serious positive, though, is that we are so incredibly real right now. I am not the perfect mom. I am not a cheerleader 24/7. I am doing my best. I think my children will know me better after this is over. I hope I know them better, too.

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