awakening to our daydream
by Barbara Rose Waters The store happened because Marsha and I never stopped daydreaming. Every so often at school,
Read moreby Barbara Rose Waters The store happened because Marsha and I never stopped daydreaming. Every so often at school,
Read more“I’m sad today,” I said to my kids.
I didn’t want it to be a big deal. I wanted it to be like one of Kate’s thousand little conversations, casually mentioned and repeated over time so that the lesson gradually and naturally sinks in.
But a thousand little conversations have to start somewhere.
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