Tag Archives: parental guilt

You’re only human. As I watched one of my favorite television shows, Dancing with the Stars, I was reminded of this – I’m only human. The song, Human, written by Christina Perri & Martin Johnson, touched my heart from the … Continue reading

Parenting is a tough job. Tough enough to get you thinking. While talking with some friends today, I reflected on my parenting style today and when I first started out. I surprised myself when I shared how different my parenting … Continue reading

There is no such thing as a perfect parent, but there are imperfect parents everywhere. I’m one of them. It is amazing how much I expect to be a great parent, not a perfect one, but a great one. Especially … Continue reading

There’s always tomorrow. After some tough days at work, I often find myself worrying about what I could have done better. Same thing goes for parenting. Some days I really mess up with Bob. It could be in the way … Continue reading

Self-Care is all about doing good things for yourself. Having Fun is what summertime is all about. But, parenting a child with mental illness doesn’t leave much room for fun. So you have to make room for it. Just as … Continue reading

Self-Care. I’ve been sharing my perspective on self-care for parents with a child diagnosed with mental illness for a few months now. So many of the parents I work with don’t practice good self-care. It is probably the last thing … Continue reading

Self-Care? What’s that? Self-care is a term I learned while in graduate school studying mental health counseling. it means taking care of yourself. Sounds simple, but it’s not. So much of our focus as parents of children with mental illness … Continue reading

It’s dark when I pull into the parking lot. I’m nervous–will he have what I need? Will the price have gone up? What if I can’t get it? How will I get through tomorrow–the next day, the day after that–if … Continue reading

Generally speaking, I avoid public discussion of religion and politics. Not because I fear offending someone (I do that just about every time I open my mouth), but because such conversations usually irritate me to the point of pulling out … Continue reading

Years ago, as a Girl Scout, I went camping at a theme park set in the “old west.” One of the attractions was a candy store that made fresh saltwater taffy. We got to watch as a huge batch of … Continue reading