Hard rock heals all wounds

Wednesday and Thursday were hard days for me. I haven't been sleeping well and have been exhausted and Lyric has become somewhat bipolar--sweet as pie one minute and then unbelievably angry, violent and prone to epic fits that have tested me more than Tigerlily ever did, and she was not an easy 3-year-old. I was feeling really overwhelmed and Skye took the kids out for a bit when he got home so I could rest (and cry a spell).

When they came home they gathered around me and all three serenaded me with "Living on a Prayer."


So awesome, and just what I needed.

We've got each other and that's a lot for love!