if adults can't understand, can't wrap their brains around it in any way, how can we make it a topic of conversation with our kids?
sharing my own grief and my own confusion is the only way i can think of, but i want them to have an answer, a sense of safety that lingers on and on and on. . . this is their childhood, for Christ's sake.
maybe in the profanity, lies the answer. the light. go towards the Light. go.
Sunday, December 16, 2012
theres just nothing
Posted by Kate Hall at 11:39 AM
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