“How would you like to get your feet wet?” That was how the social worker began a phone call on March 24th that changed my…
Tag: trauma
When we happened to bump into a group of new acquaintances a few months ago, I could feel Jane tugging at my hand, wiggling with…
I pressed my back against the bathroom door as he flailed against me, then threw himself against the tub. He said he hated me. He…
Today, I took my daughters to a park near our house. It was crowded with other families. While we were playing, I noticed a grandmother…