When the need to forgive has been hidden, part 3

Dead houses In part 2 of this post, I dug into two very revealing dreams about my parents. Today on…

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A story of grieving, part 1 of 7

Twelve days In today’s post, you’ll read a little about Texas toast, haggis and Olive Garden, but not all at…

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Traumatic grief, part 2 of 5

Seeing is believing Have you ever caught a preschooler with chocolate smeared all over his face, who declared—most-assuredly—that he did…

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