I did something recently that I’ve never done before.
I left my husband and four children and went out of town. Way out of town.
The timing was good; I needed a break. A real break. I felt overwhelmed. At the end of my rope. A 40-something hormonal mess. Not enthused about motherhood or marriage.
But I find it ironic how my hiatus from life at home came about: a family member very dear to me passed away.