Rather it was the exhaustion that resulted from trying to exert control over the uncontrollable, fix the unfixable, the time when we realize with stark clarity that we are not in control and cannot "make things right", 'fix things" or even really affect in a positive way our sorrows and those of our beloved ones. Exhaustion drives surrender. It occurs the moment before despair when we finally get the faith thing clear: we can not make all things good, but our God can, is willing to and delivers when and to the extent we get out of God's way.
So, we queens of fixing all things, protectoresses of our children, divas of trying harder and harder and harder, are delivered from the fear that drives that. We still get to love our children passionately, just not more than we love God. We are still free to enjoy the company of our families, we just have to deflate our egos that naturally want credit for the good things happening for our beloveds. We still get to bear our children up to the Almighty God, Ruler of All, King of Kings and Lord of Lords with thanksgiving and joy and trust; we just don't get to tell God "how" to do it, "when" to do, or how we are to be involved (or not involved).
God says this: "O daughter ... the king of Israel, the Lord is in your midst; you shall fear disaster no more"
Zachariah 3:14 Sing aloud, O daughter Zion; shout, O Israel! Rejoice and exult with all your heart, O daughter Jerusalem! The LORD has taken away the judgments against you, he has turned away your enemies. The king of Israel, the LORD, is in your midst; you shall fear disaster no more.