A small thought came to my mind, and it stuck. “The messes will always be there, but this moment won’t.” I leaned back in my rocking chair and continued slowly rocking him as I reflected on how sweet the moment was and how I hope to always be a safe source of comfort for him in his life.

My unfliltered perspective on Mom guilt.

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A conversation about spiritual abuse…

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