Last week I caught part of an article in Time Magazine called “Small Child, Big Worries.” It focuses on a diagnostic manual developed by a non-profit child advocacy group called “Zero To Three”.

Last night I went to a parent information meeting for middle school for my oldest daughter.  Geez, how time flies.  And yes, I know most people don’t call it junior high anymore.  It’s middle school, but I expect to be corrected a lot by all my girls.  Some old habits are just a little tough to change.

Mom Adjusting To Daughter’s New Experiences

I have a challenge, along with simply accepting that she could possibly be old enough to do this.  I didn’t have a very good overall experience in junior high (middle school).  It was pretty tough for me socially and a massive adjustment.

I’m so glad to get comments from readers, on both newer and older posts. In fact, some of the most frequently read and commented-on posts are ones about difficult problems and unresolved family pain.

Hello, and happy late St Patrick’s Day. If you are into sports at all, you also may know this is the first day of the NCAA men’s basketball tournament. The Big Dance. The Cinderella Teams. The upsets. This is good stuff.

According to the circumstances of my life, it seems it’s time for me to learn more about endurance and coping skills. I have but one set of choices. I can either succumb to feelings of despair and unluckiness, or I can push forward and help my family move on. Clearly, I know that the first path can lead to depression. Been there, done that. Not planning a return trip.