trauma
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Embracing the “Both/ And”
Happy. Sad. Fabulous. Anxious. Grieved. Excited. Lonely. Terrific. Devastated. Calm. Discouraged. Joyful. Blah. We might choose any one of these or other words to describe how we are feeling on any given day. My younger self would have only thought to pick one. My less-younger self had started to realize that I could feel more Continue reading
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Three Years…
Some pivotal or traumatic events become a blur in our memories, or we even end up with gaps and holes in our memories surrounding that event. Other times that pivotal or traumatic event is seared into our memories in explicit detail. Time slows down, details typically overlooked are now glaring and bold. For me, December Continue reading
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You Don’t Know…
It was obvious. There was a problem with this child. More specifically, the problem was with his parents. He would not listen well when they asked him to do things. He would get into rooms and spaces at church where children were not supposed to be. The way he ran around made all the older Continue reading
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When the World Stops… and Yet Doesn’t
I’m sitting in the bleachers of my kids’ high school. We are enjoying the Friendship Tournament, a friendly round of games between our area Adventist elementary schools. Soon my son’s team will be playing. I am surrounded by noise and laughter and cheering and clapping and shouting and smiles and so much fun. High school Continue reading
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