Yes yes , reverence for the wisdom of elders instead of what we have come to be in regard to our older generation.. Drs treated me old in my late 30s … I watched and listened to my elders.. It’s way past time to do better 👍😘
Detachment was a horrible failure , attachment can get very distorted . It’s time to address exactly what the individual child needs and not fail the needs of foundation.
A powerful, heartbreaking wake-up call about how the severely damaging effects of medications that claim to relieve suffering can threaten generations in a family. A heartbreaking wake-up call about how the severely damaging effects of medications can threaten generations in a family.
— Read on www.madinamerica.com/2023/08/book-review-crash-memoir-overmedication-recovery-ann-bracken/
“Getting close to someone demands that we also get close to ourselves. That’s the nature of true intimacy. When our heart opens to another, it also opens to ourself. Love excavates everything alive within us- including our unresolved shadow- in an effort to bring all that we are into the light of connection. It wants the whole of us to be present for the experience. It wants the whole of us to heal. Then our experience of intimacy is something more than a reach for the other. It’s also a reach for ourselves. Not merely a fleeting adventure between two souls, but a truly transformative journey towards wholeness.”
Though he stated we would be friends as he left..” I love you, but I’m not in love with you “, he didn’t treat me like a friend for years before he left, and his new supply wasn’t up for it. Her residence to being seen or heard extended to our children as well.
After she split, and 1 of our children made the phone call to tell me , he texted and stated I could reach out and text him ..
I don’t entirely blame her, she heard a lot about me from him and he’s not familiar with truth .
If one day I don’t remember, do not feel helpless, my love. You will have much work to do. You must remember me enough for both of us….
Write me down.
Put the things that make me ‘me’, in a beautiful box, with my treasured photos and my joyous memories. Build my essence whole again with pictures, words, music, recipes. The things which sparked my spirit.
If one day I begin to fade, my love, do not feel hopeless. Put yourself straight to this task.
I was very much here, so very much alive, you know that better than anyone. You know me enough for the world, so tell the world who I am.
Because if I have forgotten me, it is vital that you don’t.
Remember me, my love, remember all of me, enough for two… And then I won’t be gone.