“It’s not about you.” These words sting but they sure did budge me in the right place. I’ve recently told my husband how tired I am already of the many things on my plate. I don’t know if it’s all the pregnancy or if it’s one of the enemy’s evil schemes. I asked him about the possibility of dissolving the organization that we founded because I just did not think it’s all worth it and it’s sucking up so much of my thoughts and energy.
