On Parenting: My son lost his eye when he was 8. Here’s why I’ll never force him into therapy.

My mother forgot who I was, and it made me a better daughter; ‘3 Generations,’ ‘King Arthur’ and other films to watch with your kids; Facing Mother’s Day after the death of a child; How I learned to live in a national treasure with a toddler;
 
On Parenting
 
 
My son lost his eye when he was 8. Here’s why I’ll never force him into therapy.
I lost sleep wondering what he needed, but what he needed most was normalcy and to not be placed under a microscope.
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My mother forgot who I was, and it made me a better daughter
Watching my mother’s erasure has been vicious. But I have also come to realize that despite all I’ve lost, I’ve gained something, too.
 
‘3 Generations,’ ‘King Arthur’ and other films to watch with your kids
Parent-oriented reviews of what’s on big screens right now.
 
Facing Mother’s Day after the death of a child
I’m not sure what the celebration is supposed to look like when I failed at my main task as a mother: Seeing my child safely to adulthood.
 
How I learned to live in a national treasure with a toddler
We bought a house built by Frank Lloyd Wright, and my imagination loved the concept. But my actual state of mind, rooted in the reality of toddler life, did not.
 
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