Is there any harder thing in the life of a parent than the moments of deep pain in their child’s heart that they cannot appease? Is there a moment when parents feel less able than the moment when they sit next to their hurting child, who can’t even utter their pain and when there is nothing to be done?
places we need to heal, to push the buttons that will trigger what we need to fix, to offer us a hand on our journey to growing up.
“If I was not 44 but 24 right now, I would most probably be bulimic … ” I found myself telling my partner the other
I feel SO tired. So, so tired. And yet I cannot let go. I cannot just say let it be and breathe deeply and live
I left the Orthodox Church a decade ago. Meaning, I stopped hoping that was the path to God, salvation and peace. I have been longing
Going back to my roots the other day, looking back on where it all started for me, made me really thoughtful about the beauty of the growing up process and made me smile at the limitations that we are so certain of at various points in our lives.
Partnering with students, families and schools towards effective cultural transition
Perspectives on International Education, Personal Memoirs and Reflections, and Essays
Reality Courage Ideas
Reality Courage Ideas
Reality Courage Ideas
Reality Courage Ideas
Reality Courage Ideas
Reality Courage Ideas
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