A Hug and a Safe Place

I once read in some waiting room magazine that sometimes, toddlers shutdown. Literally, their brain will in a sense, misfire, and throw them into a whirlwind of confusion and anxiousness, which will then cause them to cry because you asked if they want to eat spaghetti or ravioli. The writer's suggested method of repair during … Continue reading A Hug and a Safe Place

Living Life Left

Do you ever wonder if you're living life right? Now, I don't use the phrase in the way an old religious grandmother would - to suggest that not being home by 11pm would quantify you as a bad person. No, not in that way. Because I'm great. And I come home when I please. Living … Continue reading Living Life Left