So my son is having bouts of separation anxiety again and worrying over if I'm going to die... and I'm doing something that I've never done before. I am guaranteeing my safety, security and my life, over and over again. Â I remember when he first started having this anxiety when he was around 4... Continue Reading →
Where the Cycle Begins to Break, The Light Shines Through
So. My trip back home. Yes, I'm still talking about it, processing it...using it for further and future growth - but this part was also pretty big for me. A cycle of violence is broken. My son remembers when I used to spank him. He is 8 now and I stopped when he was 5.... Continue Reading →