A tragic last resort when dealing with those who lack ability and willingness to self reflect, adjust and do the work of repair.
The other night, my older son was distraught by a situation at school and was spiraling into despair by obsessing on the unfairness and the reason/ question of WHY? Only…
A little more than a month has passed and I have not cried for the absence of my mother. When she was alive, because of the fracture which seemed permanent,…
Omg. I woke up thinking about exactly this. How holding a clear and healthy boundary, within my family of origin(and marriage) gets labelled “holding a grudge”. Hellooo ??? It’s not…
To state that my feelings about and reasons for attending yesterday's service for my mother are messy and confusing, is an understatement. At this moment, this is what I am able…