I'm Fine and Neither Are You

by Camille Pagán

I loved my husband. I loved my kids. I mostly liked my life. But I was so damn tired.

Sex! We had sex. We did. Well, not as often as we used to. Maybe once a week—or at least once every other week. Looking back, I was forced to admit that January, February, and May had been particularly dry. But that was what happened when two people decided to make two more tiny people.

“It’s Saturday, we have nowhere to be for the rest of the day, and our children are playing quietly. This is the parenting equivalent of a triple rainbow.”

This is not a test. Life is messy and sometimes tragic and often just plain hard for a woman to weather. But when you step back for a moment, the whole of it is incredibly beautiful—and that is what we must choose to focus on.

It takes courage to be yourself when everyone expects you to be someone else.

the ability to look beyond what was missing and be thankful for all that remained.