I am writing this post as I sit in a very uncomfortable chair, in the waiting room of an adolescent psychiatrist. This is our first time at his office. My husband and I just spent an hour with him. My son is in with him now. The answers and help we are looking for may finally be within our grasp.
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Lover of stories. Reader. Writer. Advocate. Educator. Mother. Wife. Daughter. Friend. Enneagram 9. Living life fueled by my faith in God, strong coffee, and good wine. This is me, sharing my view of my perfectly, imperfect life ....real, raw, broken, beautiful.
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