Why I Left My Family and Job to Run Away To Panama

I’m not proud to share this. I yelled at my son.   Not a slightly-raised-voice yell but a foot-stomping-fists-clenched-teeth-bared yell.   My son is not yet two. It was neither his fault nor my finest moment.   After yelling at him I sank to the floor and ugly cried. I did not comfort him despite his quivering bottom lip. Instead … Read More