I knew it would be hard.
I didn't know it would be THIS HARD.
Neither did the kids.
I have the perspective to know that progress is possible.
The kids don't.
We are praying, reciting scriptures (for encouragement), hugging, crying, putting out fires (figuratively), and squaring our shoulders.
And only one is here for the time being.
No time or energy to write more details here.
It's really, really, really HARD.