I love to take my 2-year old granddaughter on Tuesday mornings, which are supposed to have story time. I’ve never seen a story teller – maybe it’s a volunteer position and they don’t show? But you can be sure that on Tuesdays at 11 there will be lots of toddlers and they get to practice sharing toys and taking turns on the slide and rocking horse and play with new-to-them toys.Nancy Eddy
You could try picking up a book and start reading out loud yourself. When he was little I used to take my son (now 30) to the local library on a Saturday afternoon when it was quite quiet and plonk myself in a corner with a few books to read out to him and see which he liked best. I hadn’t long been reading the first time I did this when I looked up to see a handful of other kids had gathered round to listen to me.Peter Horn
“The person you marry is going to change in each season of life, and you have to abandon your own selfishness and put in an effort to fall in love with them anew each time…and to help them find new ways to fall in love with you as you change, too.”
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When your life falls apart, it does not mean you have failed. It means the version of your life that could not hold the truth is gone. And while the ache of that is real, so is the possibility of what comes next. The ground may feel unstable at first, but it is holy. And holy ground is honest ground. In the rubble of what was, you get to choose what’s built next. And you get to choose the foundation you want to build on. On fear, shame, and avoidance, or love, courage, and imagination.
That is the great opportunity you in stand after the great fall you’ve witnessed. To build a life that not only endures the storms that will inevitably come,but grows stronger because of the storms you’ve survived. -Kobe
Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…
The brain I live in is my piece of sovereign territory. If I let it be overrun by other people’s noise, I lose control, thus losing my will. Every time I scroll mindlessly, I give over the keys to someone else. Every time I read gossip, opinion and discord before my own thoughts, I let strangers arrange the furniture.Imagine how much calmer your brain would be if you weren’t holding the entire internet inside it. Arguments, disasters, curated lives of people you don’t know. Imagine deleting ninety per cent of it. Imagine noticing what’s left… Yrsa Daley-Ward
Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…
I’ve just turned 40 this past year. The last 15 years I was in a horrible drug addiction. I lied and hurt and did terrible things to a lot of people, especially my family.
About eight years ago they officially disowned me. Understandable.
I’ve cleaned up and got my act together six years ago. At first, I tried to force my way back into their lives, which all refuted. I lashed out, said horrible things and stopped trying to be in their lives. My mom will stop by on my birthday for 10 minutes or so and drop a card off at Christmas. As for my two older brothers and my father, it’s radio silence.
I guess what I’m asking is, what do I do to fix this and fast, as I said I’ve turned 40 this year, my parents are both 70. Time is running out, and I couldn’t imagine living my life without some kind of acceptance from my father. Or knowing he did or does love me.My heart breaks at the thought, but this is a real pickle. How can I fix a problem when the ones I need to fix it with won’t talk to me? Do I just keep ignoring their existence and put on this façade that I don’t care to my wife and 4-year-old son? What picture am I painting to my son, as he’s been guilty by association you could say as he has never spent time with his grandparents or uncles or even my nieces and nephews?– Discombobulated
Dear Discombobulated: There’s a saying in some recovery communities – perhaps you’ve heard it – time takes time. This means that you accumulate sober days one at a time; there’s no fast track to long-term recovery, unfortunately. Similarly, there is no fast track to healing years of hurt and distrust. This can be hard to accept. It may feel like you’re trapped in your old self and your old actions. But you have to accumulate days in your new way of life one at a time, too.
If you’re in a recovery program, like Narcotics Anonymous or SMART Recovery, keep working it. Talk to your sponsor or peer support group about your desire to make amends to your relatives and mend those relationships. Ask yourself if you’ve fully acknowledged and apologized for the things that you did during active addiction. If not, a letter doing so is a good place to start.
I know this causes you a lot of pain, and possibly shame. But you’re not your past and you’re not the worst things you’ve done. Let your wife know what you’re really feeling. Continuing to put up a façade will only hurt your relationship and could endanger your sobriety. Tell the truth. That’s how things change, little by little.
Real Life of an MSW 