by Donna Arington Petraits March 17, 2021 An ordinary day. Sun sinking on an early spring evening. Warm for March, and perfect for playing hide
by Julie Martin Hutson, In Memorium The ground gapes, but only slightly, to receive this small one It is as though the ground were a
A prayer about the complicity of silence by adults, in the sexual abuse of children by those entrusted with their care.
“For the family that raised me, The family I joined, And the family we made”. These words are on the dedication page of Hillary Rodham
There’s an age-old dialogue between children and parents. It begins long before the children have a two-digit age, in those first years when they are
When my youngest son was in elementary school, the feelings teacher, a trained counselor, visited their classrooms regularly to talk to the children about feelings.