Raising a child all the way to adulthood sure can come with unexpected twists and turns. Having been through some rough patches in raising my own kids, I’ve developed a parenting practice that I call “arms wide open” when it comes to parenting teens. During adolescence, it is a teen’s developmental
The hardest part of my day used to be prying my preschooler and kindergartner’s arms off my legs when I had to drop them off at school. My sons’ howls of protest hurt my heart at the same time it made me wonder what I was doing wrong or what
“Every time I’ve stepped out of my self-imposed box, I’ve felt more alive, like I’m living the life I’m meant to live.” I’ve been a “good girl” and responsible mother. I’ve lived plenty of my life following the rules. But when I look back over my years, the parts that make
Being a therapist is so intimate. In session, some people are more honest and open with me than they are with pretty much anyone else in their lives. I get to hear the sound of their internal dialogue. You know, the inner voices that we all have which are constantly
Valentine’s Day when I was 32 was my most memorable Valentine’s Day ever. I spent it pacing halls, phenomenally uncomfortable. I did a lot of waiting. My project was going well and then lagged; I was sorely disappointed. I went about it a different way, trying to force the issue.