A lot of my friends are "trauma mamas". I was fortunate enough to be able to go to Orlando last year (You can read about it here) and met the most amazing people in the world. They were also parenting traumatized kids and they "got it". They knew at a level beyond words what my life was like and how much energy I pour into my girls. I still have regular contact with a lot of them and that contact keeps me sane, especially when the world is telling me, in one form or another, that I am the crazy one. I am blessed by each one in my life.
One of the women, who happens to be a cornerstone in my life and the life of many others, has hit a rough patch of her own. All of us trauma mamas get it.
And if you happen to be friends with a trauma mama, today would be a good day to go give them some love.