It's been a rough week. I feel like I have failed miserably and have let my stress and emotions get the best of me, and I have put more pressure on Matt when he already has so much to deal with. I'm not gonna lie, this is hard sometimes. Cancer is hard. The stress and worry can take it's toll on you. Matt and I are alike in the fact that we've both always been the strong ones, the ones who everyone turns to for help and advice. He's always been the one to look out for others. So I think he feels like he has to be strong for me, and for everyone else. It's hard for both of us to admit when we don't have it all together or that we need help sometimes. Yes, we have a strong faith in God that gives us an inner peace and joy that nothing can ever take from us....but that doesn't mean every day is all sunshine and rainbows. We're not always strong. Not every day is great. There are days of frustration. There is stress and anxiety. There are tears. Bu...
Just me rambling about life- fitness, faith, food, widowhood, step-momming...and other random things