I have subjected myself to pure torture in the name of trying to do the right thing–and well, its just not the easiest thing to do for sure.
I opened my house to grandma, thinking it would be good for her and good for her daughter to spend whatever time is left together.
I knew it would be stressful on the girls and me, but just not how stressful.
So, I am trying to do the right thing–really trying, and still waiting for it to pay off.
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