My kitchen transformed from a silent haven into Grand Central Station in the blink of an eye. As I write these words, my husband is on a business call, the dog is barking, and someone has wandered in wondering what is for breakfast.

My first instinct is to respond to the disruptions with a snappy comment and a cold shoulder. I want to banish everyone to their assigned corner of the house. Having people around 24/7 tests my patience in ways I had not anticipated and am a little embarrassed to admit. Holding my tongue takes effort and not wearing my emotions on my sleeve is exhausting.

Are you experiencing the same thing?