Because mothering is wonderful ... except when it's not.
I walked into my therapist's office and settled myself in the chair, waiting for my time to begin. A piece of paper was on the desk. What it said is reprinted below. Too bad the author is unknown, because it's good stuff.
Does this mean my therapist SEES these qualities in me? Maybe. Hope so.
Here's hoping you can claim at least some of these "symptoms" as your own!
Symptoms of Inner 
When I was a kid, I practically lived at the library.
I grew up on the South Side of Chicago and we had one of those grand, old, stately marble libraries. It was set in a big old city park called Sherman Park with a lagoon and stone bridges and lots of paths to explore.
During the school year, I had to limit my visits to once a week. During the summer, I had the freedom to go
I have often expressed a desire to have a younger body with my current mind.
It ain't gonna happen. They best we can do is take care to stay healthy and cherish our minds filled with experiences, lessons and wisdom.
Have you ever said, "If I only knew then what I know now...."
Maybe you would have made better decisions. Maybe not.
But maybe it's a privilege of years that you learn
OK, so my youngest child, the fourth and final Field, a wonderful young man, turned 20 recently.
I have no more teenagers in the house!
The terrific twos flew by. The teen years were a whirlwind! My four kids grew and changed so much and were involved in so many different things and pursuits that the years were chaotic and, mostly, fun.
Ours has always been an open
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Another Mother’s Day has come and gone. It was filled with both blessings and pain.
Mothering is like that. Not too long ago, one of my children was estranged from me. It was not how I envisioned a relationship with an adult child. At the time, I wasn’t completely sure where she was living and had no reliable way to contact her.
Even
