I've been distant.

Life has been rolling along pretty quickly, and I am starting to have trouble catching up.


My husband and I are planning to go back to school. Him, full time. Me, part time and much later on.

I am excited for him, happy to support him in every way. I don't mind the delay on my end. It excites me to see him excited about going back to school and to finally fulfill his passion and calling.


But a part of me is scared.
Scared that I won't do well in supporting him.
That I will be a busy mom, so much that I won't have a lot of time with my son. Or his dad won't, and our child will be left alone quite often.

Or that the business will start making us drift apart.
But we work on our marriage. No matter what, we set time apart for us. He surprises me weekly with little gifts. I cook his favorites.


I don't know.


And this fear brings out my insecurities from time to time.



Why do these thoughts still haunt me?




Victor once challenged me to dig deep. Find the root of it all.









And maybe the root is







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