|We survived. 3 days after activation, bucket-free and smiling at my son's first communion.|
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I’m new.” Of course she was new.
As my sad-looking family left the appointment, my sobs reached a new level of ugliness as we headed to our car. Jeff, per usual, remained calm, gave me a hug and told me he accepted that this was a common scenario for an activation (minus the spilling coolattas and pukey kid). He reminded me: It will take time.