Curious Aiden

“Mommy, I had a goooooodnap. Can we go to the library now?” While working on my last blog post, this – spoken in a sweet, squeaky, post-nap voice – is what I heard coming from Aiden’s room. As I leaned my desk chair back and peered out of my office, all I saw was a(…)

The Shower

Last night I didn’t want to shower. Strange intro to a blog entry, I know. The truth is – I learned much about myself when Aiden was in treatment and this “shower thing” was one of the line items on my list of self-truths.  Yes, showers can be refreshing and calming, a direct conduit to(…)