Parenting without fear
A friend needed to bend my ear last night as she is reaching a critical juncture in motherhood, partnerhood, and selfhood and she cannot figure out her next step. I went out late to meet and talk, when usually I’m bound for bed and I’m glad I did, because oddly enough it could have been my younger self talking to me. The younger self stubbornly clinging to an ideal when reality is dealing you another…