Every time that I am about to lose my sanity, I say a little prayer and voila, my senses come back to me.
It was like riding a runaway roller-coaster the past weeks. My hormones were not very cooperative with the circumstances we were in. There were times when I snap easily and when I finally realize what happened, I feel really terrible.
And so I kind of made it a habit. When I am about to get fuzzy, when I am near to bursting, I say a little prayer. I ask for guidance and patience. I ask for good angels to drive away the bad ones. And thankfully, it works all the time.
Thank you, God, for riding the tide with me.