Stuck in the Rearview Mirror

While we're on the subject of boo-boos, I just stumbled on a letter I failed to answer in 2005 from a mom who was in prison. She wrote ". . . my mom raised my 3 older children and when she passed I had to take responsibility for the other 4 . . I have 1 year and 5 months clean of drugs and alcohol. So I'm maturing into this mother I long to be for my children." In 2005, I wasn't confident enough to respond to her letter with what I was struggling so hard to learn myself -- shift into drive, move forward in faith, and never get stuck in the rearview mirror.