Love More, Judge Less
Before I dropped my son off to start his freshman year in college last month, I made myself two promises: 1. I would not cry when I said goodbye, and 2. I would not cry in front of my eight year old younger son during the car ride home. Well, I broke those promises. I
I am often asking my boys: “Where is the love?!”. By ignoring me and making me work for each and every ounce of affection offered, they have turned me into the needy girlfriend who looks for constant affirmations that her boyfriend still likes her, that she’s cool enough, that she’s fun enough…. I think I’m going
