I remember the day my daughter was holding her newborn baby brother. She looked at me and made me promise to be there for him because I wasn’t for her. She reminded me of how I use to pick her up from school, take her back to work with me, and she would sit quietly on the couch in my office while I worked into the night. I thought I was getting in work and family time. I was wrong.

Then and even after that conversation all I did was fall into overwhelm trying to juggle everything so I could have a perfect life. I’m ashamed to say everything crashed more than once before I started learning from my mistakes. And by crash, I mean: failing health – failing marriage – failing emotional and spiritual state. I was a HOT mess.