She exploded.  The harsh words hammered at me. The upset mama's child was hurt. Mine, she insisted, was the cause. Fiery darts were flying. My mama bear itched to roar. I faced a choice. How was I going to react to the uncomfortable discourse? Turn her off, run away? Suffer in silence or rupture in anger? Bellow with blame or let resentment reign? Please continue here to Fearfully Made Mom to read the rest of this story.   Continue Reading