Forgotten

I get it. I understand why we’re here. She doesn’t. My daughter, Willow, knows she should be in school. She gets that Sunday’s are church days, Wednesday nights are for Awana. Stores are for exploring and restaurants made for eating. But we’re not doing any of those things. Life is at a standstill. Willow gets … More Forgotten

Dear Therapist…

Dear Therapist, Thank you! What you’re doing for my daughter, Willow, is amazing. I’m in awe of how far she’s come. And, as I’ve told you many times, I couldn’t do this without you. Seriously. But, can I let you in on a secret? You’re also helping me. Ok, I should clarify before you start … More Dear Therapist…