That's What Agency is all about, Charlie Brown.

Helpless. That's how I'm feeling at the moment. And my underwear isn't even showing.

I won't share the details. Suffice it to say I am developing a deeper understanding of what my mother meant when she said she loved the time when we were all little kids and that she'd do it all over again.

I might. Not necessarily with the career I had when the kids were younger, but certainly they were simpler, less frustrating times.

Agency is happening, and that's fine. That's supposed to happen. Doesn't mean I can't feel like I want to help, but I know I can't intervene. Not my decisions to make.

So, I can text. And pray. The ol' dismissed "thoughts and prayers." But that's what agency is all about, Charlie Brown.