
Here's my usual advice for whatever problem you might have:
Take yourself out of the picture. Pretend you are Dear Abby. Give yourself a dose of reality from the perspective of someone who is uninvolved and unbiased.
Laura called a few days ago from her car on the way to work. I could tell she was feeling the stress of her three young children and maybe some other stuff too. I think she felt a little better after our chat. My advice? This is what I texted her afterwards:
Always remember, all the kids will turn out great! After all, I was worried about the two of you when you were growing up.
Her response? A string of 15 kissing emoticons!
RIP Dear Abby
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