…before my eyes. I was much relieved to find a bucket in a closet and immediately re-commissioned our beach towels for the job. I proceeded to squeeze the water out…
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…when it comes to raising children. We are still preoccupied with pushing independence upon them, succumbing to one variation after another with some of the newest obsessions including self-soothing, self-regulation,…
…is where science and magic join hands and jump through the portal together. This is where our emotions can come out to play, where we can process the hard things…
…to enjoy a festive meal, complete with potato latkes. The younger children love to play games such as “pin the candle on the menorah” and “eat the jelly-filled donut without…
…these songs was enchanting—both ways. For my daughters, it was a wordless way to communicate that I wasn’t going away, that my love was steady, that I’d be holding on…
…yet glimpsing the seeming freedoms of adulthood that are just out of reach. Not there yet. And not able to hold on. I recall the complete overwhelm as my inner…