My eyes welled with tears and we moved to the car so that I could not be a crying hot mess in Chick-Fil-A. After I'd poured out my heart about how I was so overwhelmed that I wasn't even able to process a thought anymore, let alone write something, he asked me what I needed to do to unwind, replenish, refresh.
When are we going to stop being defined by what we’re against instead of what we stand for?
It was in that moment that I realized that what I really wanted was to feel safe and loved. It had been such a hard day.