Solidarity.  That is a word I can get behind.  Wise, brave, mature...these words seem to be hard to reach for in the lonely moments.  On those lonely, long, bad days all I want is to go sit on a fellow mom's dirty floor and say, "Wow.  I might not make it to bed time tonight."  And hear her say, "Ya, me neither.  Let's just keep throwing goldfish at them instead."