I try so hard to be strong, upbeat/happy, and put together, but the facade is starting to crack.
My MILs cancer is worse (multiple "lesions" in her liver), the chemo has been harder on her this time, and recently she lost her hair. Add to that the stress of learning we *will* be moving to SA in just 2 short months, not knowing where we will live (on or off base), the PTO stuff, and the fact that my FIL had a heart attack because of stress! Oh, add in a Littlest Duckling who feels as if she's not been getting the attention/love she needs and the hormones of a now 10 year old First Ducklings.
Yeah, cracks are beginning to form, but I'll paint my smile in place and be strong for those who need me.
