We Don't Get to Decide How The Story Ends
When I got the phone call from Toni at 3:30 AM, I had the immediate sense I was a failure. My brother had died a horrible death and I had failed him. I had not loved him well . But the truth is - We...
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Sobering Stats About Teens and Media
I couldn’t figure out what my son was talking about. “Mom! They have a TV cover just like ours. Why is theirs on their wall?” I glanced around my friend’s house and noticed what my son was pointing to. My friend looked at me with...