I’m trying to keep up on handwritten thank you notes, but the reality is I have very little time and brain power to spare. I was reflecting that I simply could not manage my new life without the help of others. Surprisingly, I still get 8-9 hours of sleep a night on average, but now I deal with much more stress. Last week, a friend told me that I look sleep deprived. These days, I’m in the thick of that therapeutic part. There’s a reason they mark our certificates with the title “therapeutic” foster parents.
