
The inauguration is taking place. I am not watching. Instead, I am writing. To be writing again feels like my own tiny act of defiance….

Middle school. MIDDLE SCHOOL. I have heard adults look back and bemoan their experiences…and dread these years for their own children. The more my time…

I took this picture today after my daughter rode her new electric scooter for the first time. Isn’t it a sweet picture? It was a…

This post is for anyone with arms tired, feet in the mud. My first session with clients includes some pretty basic, standard protocol. I let…

Ah…adolescence. It is the best of times and the worst of times (sometimes all in the same day). It is a frenzied time of creativity,…

At the risk of sounding creepy I want to let you know that I watch people pretty closely. I know that I have a lot…

This past summer we celebrated my daughter Hillary’s second birthday and one of my other children decided to make her a gift. The gift was…

***Parallel Processing Parallel process is a clinical term used to describe the common occurrence in therapy when the therapist’s own experience is reflected in the…

I am standing in my bathroom getting ready for church like I do every Sunday, but today is not just every Sunday. Today is a…

I am in the front yard of what I have called home for years and years and I am lighting up sparklers. I light up…

Watching your child start kindergarten is tough. If your child has been home since birth this stretch of time away from family can seem terrifying….

Therapy is way more than a toolbox of intervention. Information alone cannot replace professional help. However, information can be very powerful. So, for what it’s…

You won’t remember. You won’t remember how after three other births I still had two false labor alarms with you, my fourth, because I was…

Therapy is way more than a toolbox of intervention. Information alone cannot replace professional help. However, information can be very powerful. So, for what it’s…

For three years at least once a week and sometimes more I made the one and a half hour drive both ways to Knoxville for…