I was texting with a mom recently about a play-date we are arranging and it never ever escapes me that I have this conversation now pretty regularly with other parents if we are visiting or they are visiting our home. This is not our parents playdate. Hell, our parents didn't even know what a playdate was, …
Just because I’m not shouting doesn’t mean I don’t rage
We with the tender hearts. It hurts to watch. To listen. To read. It hurts my tender heart to feel the hate and the fear in the words behind the snarled teeth and the overbearing gestures. The shots fired and received. The venom and the sharing of it wide and far. My heart was not …
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I’m angry but I’m still here. Stand with me.
This is a guest post from my friend Terry. We've known each other for a few years now and have a kind of connection that is rare. We both believe in spreading kindness, empathy and hope as much as possible and I value his point of view enormously. I believe you will come away from …
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Too Sober For This 