
My Journey
My father died when I was 7 years old and my mother brought me to A Caring Hand. Now I am 14 years old, In a few months I will be going to school in Vermont and it made me think about my journey in the past 7 years. When my father died it felt like a drastic change. It felt like nothing would ever be the same in my life. At the time, I was doing things 7 year old kids usually do, I did karate and I loved doing puzzles and building things with Legos. Because it seemed like eve

5 Things Not to Say to My Grieving Children on Father's Day
After my husband died when my kids were 8 and 9, Father's Day became a dreaded milestone—and a day that makes the people who love us uncomfortable. They don't know what to say, but here's what they shouldn't. Click the following link to continue reading: http://www.parents.com/parenting/dynamics/single-parenting/things-not-to-say-to-my-grieving-children-on-fathers-day/ Photograph Courtesy of Barbara Kempe