504 meetings, our inner kid + setting ourselves free -- A year ago, I walked out of a meeting at my daughter’s school with tears streaming down my cheeks. Quickly wiping them away, I hugged my fifth grade daughter and smiled. She turned to head back to class with a tiny bounce in her step. I turned to head back to my car with fresh tears and a tiny bounce in my step.
This is such a heartfelt and down deep commentary. Hats off to both Isabella and you for bravery. Sometimes my tinnitus becomes extremely acute. I have learned to be with it and take one hand and stroke the other tenderly as the inner noise escalates. There is no other help available for it to date. To be kind with self in the most vulnerable moments is gift while not letting vulnerability thwart empowerment. May our inner love and dignity thrive. ❤️
This is so heartfelt and beautiful. I’ve been on a similar journey with my 11 year old and it is a co-healing experience for me too. ❤️🩹
Just wow, Jenny. Awesome post.
Thanks for sharing. Glad your daughter has the support she needs. And that her receiving help has helped you.
This is such a heartfelt and down deep commentary. Hats off to both Isabella and you for bravery. Sometimes my tinnitus becomes extremely acute. I have learned to be with it and take one hand and stroke the other tenderly as the inner noise escalates. There is no other help available for it to date. To be kind with self in the most vulnerable moments is gift while not letting vulnerability thwart empowerment. May our inner love and dignity thrive. ❤️