One more thing

This morning as I was picking myself back up and re-deciding. I decided to stop caring what my kids look like or how they dress. It is not part of their self worth, and if I continue to care as much as I have, they might never truly understand what their worth is or where it comes from. I've been taking more time for hugging and kissing, and it has made me care a lot less about what I see. It is just going to have to be ok if people see them and think that I am white trash or poor or dirty. Maybe I am all of these things. And maybe it doesn't matter.

Quinn did her own hair today. I did not say "but" once. I was proud of myself ... And her, of course.