Managing stress, guilt and exhaustion

“Lord, Forgive Me. I Shouted at Mama Today.” “Where are my keys?” “They’re on the table, Mama.” A few minutes later: “Where are my keys?” “On the table, Mama.” Then again: “Have you seen my keys?” Nomsa took a deep breath. “Yes, Mama. They’re on the table.” She was trying to be patient. She really…

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