"Sometimes the hardest part of love, is letting it in."  When Stephanie J. Block sings these lyrics on my iPod I feel as though she is literally singing this to me.  I forget sometimes that my mom loves me when she is spending so much time with my brother, dealing with his psychological issues while I sit back and wait.  I have found myself way in over my head right now.  I get butterflies, but not the good kind, when I go to school because I'm afraid I'm forgetting something.  I tell my mom, but I feel like everything is going in, but it's not being processed, like she's there, but she's not.  I'm not a martyr, but I also can't tell my mom.  She has almost more on her plate than I have on mine, but life just keeps piling up.
                                                                                                    - A Healing Child