“It’s not you,” I say to my client, a high school sophomore with pink hair and a generous heart. She was abruptly excluded from a small group of friends last year as a freshman. “It’s not you,” I say to the stay-at-home mom of an eight-month-old infant and a toddler. “My kids are healthy, and … Continue reading It’s Not You
Our quiet visit with my parents was heartfelt, but as I witnessed my mother attempt to describe the state of the world right now, well, it was sad. Despite living through a depression, a world war, and raising eleven children, she still struggled to find the words to define what is happening.
In the past seven months, we have managed to adjust, endure, and even enjoy our fate at times. This holiday season, even more is being asked of us.
The intolerance of the other has made life intolerable for all.
It’s happening. After spending months trapped with their loving (but admittedly, flawed) parents, the class of 2020 finally has a chance at glorious freedom. They are leaving for college! Well, most of them. And we hope for an entire semester, but we can’t say for sure. At first glance, it appears that some parents didn’t … Continue reading Growth in a School Year Like No Other
The injuries that we are experiencing defy reason, have no closure, and the consequences will be with us for years to come.
Now life is teaching you in ways that I never could. You are stalled now, yes. But I suspect that in a few years, you will be advanced beyond your years.
We’re one month in, and I don’t know about you, but the novelty of the novel coronavirus has worn off! Last week, any higher intentions I had that inspired me to be the best version of myself mocked me from the sidelines as I bravely struggled with daily tasks. Why am I so exhausted when … Continue reading Is This Normal?
It’s been two weeks. Two weeks ago, I realized that our flight to Florida was a connecting flight. “Really!” I whined. “I hate connecting flights.” That was Before. There are defining events in life (marriage, divorce, a hurricane, the birth of a child, a cancer diagnosis, September 11th) that alter our view of life and … Continue reading What Now?
Twenty years ago, my husband and I would roll our eyes when we’d catch his mother washing a little plastic sandwich bag to reuse or when she would “save” scraps of aluminum foil. - It turns out Betty was right.