Tiny anxieties and my own numbers game.
Dear friends,
I’m finding my anxiety in the nooks and crannies of tiny things. Wedged in between bigger concerns about navigating online schooling and our adoption process being waylaid, are the tiny things that come to me at night: when will we get the kids to the dentist again? How many rolls of toilet paper do we have left?
Thanks to the bushfires tha…