Self-Care | Our Daily Bread


After my husband underwent heart surgery, I spent an anxious night by his hospital bed. Mid-morning, I remembered a scheduled haircut. “I’ll have to cancel,” I said, raking my fingers distractedly through my straggly hair.“Mom, just wash your face and go to your appointment,” my daughter said.“No, no,” I insisted. “It doesn’t matter. I need to be here.”…

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