Today, my sweet boys embark on their first week ever, of sleep away camp- away from mom, dad, and each other. What I feel even…
Month: July 2018
A friend of mine, whose family of origin experience is frightfully similar, has just learned, second-hand, of her mother’s passing. Her mother, throughout her life,…
Surprisingly, it was a very good day. I forced myself to go sweat it out in the yard, pruning, mowing, weeding. I always feel…
The more I try to outrun (debating whether lying on the couch or in my bed is considered outrunning) the pain, the less I am…
I don’t recall much of life before children, only that I was miserable and treated myself poorly because that is all I knew …that I…
In the past year, I have noted consistently how my low blood sugar either triggers or mimics anxiety for me. I feel ill much of…
How I wished I would have been a nice kid. Kindness and humility were neither natural nor modeled for me. I was scared shitless, constantly–with…
I don’t really get it. How is it ever better for relationships and trust, to rely on indirect communication for genuine understanding of needs, wants,…