You could say I’m a traditional person. And I do love tradition more than most. I love doing the same things my ancestors did because it makes me feel tied to them. I am who I am because of tradition. Finding gifts for others at the holidays was one of my favorite traditions of all. My husband, on the other hand, hates tradition. He couldn’t tell you anything about his great-great grandparents and he thinks Christmas trees are stupid. He also thinks gifts are unnecessarily stress-inducing. According to him, gifts are generally not something that should consume anyone’s time and […]
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Holding Space by Holding Your Tongue: A Therapist’s Perspective on Pregnancy and Infant Loss
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The Worries of (My Kids) Starting Kindergarten
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