I've adapted the line a little for my environment, but here it goes:

"There's no crying in Afghanistan."

I blew that one all to heck and beyond today.  It was a horrible day from start to finish, with me crying in my room at the end of it. 

I hate crying.  But that tuition for Hannah's school is going to be awful, so that means only one thing.   I'm going to have to stay over here.

Ack.  I don't even want to say it out loud, much less write it.  But, I'd do just about anything (legal) for my kids, and that includes staying over here when I really don't want to.

I just hope that my sanity holds up.