Today's post is part 2 of the beauty I have experienced from the ashes of parenting my self-destructive daughter. To my surprise, I found "gifts" on this long, hard journey. This...
My life felt like ashes. Would ever be able to laugh or smile again? The ashes were from my experiences as the mom of a troubled daughter. My daughter, Renee, kept me in constant...
The journey of parenting a troubled teen or adult is much like running a race, but it's not a sprint, it's a marathon. I was once in great need of some "marathon parenting" tips....
"I give up. I can't do this anymore. It's too hard. I'm not strong enough for the job. It's beyond my capacity. I need help." This was how I felt about the lady finger palms...
Today's post is one I share every year. The author is one of my guest bloggers, Nick Watts, a father whose son died by suicide six years ago. With beautiful authenticity, Nick...