Why Me?

Why Me?

I have worked with so many people who have asked, “why me?” Why was I the one my uncle touched? Why was I the child that did not have new shoes when school started? Why was I punched by my dad? Why did I have to have an alcoholic mother? I know I have asked my own...
I Hear You!

I Hear You!

We never really know what this means until we don’t hear it. As children we struggle with so many confusing encounters with other people. Our feelings are hurt. We are laughed at. We are dismissed by teachers, friends, parents. Our hearts break. We feel alone. Sad....