Category: identity

My son’s voice of encouragement

I have a tween boy. That means moodiness is his thing now. He corrected me the other day to note it wasn’t moodiness but instead annoyance. Yikes. Understood. With that said, he’s very sweet and has a gentle, caring predisposition. His friend was recently diagnosed with a disease. […]

Eventually the dirt rises

Sometimes one can have two totally juxtaposed thoughts hours apart that just fit in with each other. I’d like to think I’m in one continuous stream of thought and I just have to seam it all together. Of course, as a psychologist I would tbink that. But let […]

The queen’s bowed head

Queen Elizabeth sat by herself in the chapel as the final goodbyes to her Prince- her husband of 73 years- at the funeral service in St George’s chapel. She strikingly sat alone. And, although she is known for her stoicism, couldn’t help but feel her loneliness and sadness. […]

There was no them

She stepped out from the little gathering to grab some fresh air and clear her thoughts. They had gone into the event happily enough. She wasn’t expecting much. These days it seemed like people tried too hard to be witty or seem to be great conversationalists. Being cooped […]