Hitting the Reset Button

That is where I find myself — at the beginning, trying to find a way forward. It’s like I’m learning to walk all over again. I take a few steps forward and, unable to maintain my balance, I stumble to the ground. I want to cry, scream, and tear out my hair (if I had any hair to tear out, that is). But I don’t do any of those things. I take a deep breath instead, and then lift myself up, dust myself and start all over again. I encourage myself to take baby steps, and to keep the faith.
When I...