In the days and moments after I got home, I started to allow myself to feel everything, to stop beating myself up for crying at the airport, to accept my new normal as a wife and mother in a half-empty nest, a woman with a third of her heart living halfway across the world.
Tag: parenting teens
I left the funeral with a heart filled with grief and a head filled with the enormous, urgent task of calling on all of us – parents, guardians, adults, humans of the world – to take care of the children…