We're All A Little Broken

Author: Dena Abramson Babb

  • Choosing Grace

    Choosing Grace

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    Should. That’s a trigger word for me. I know I use it with myself too much, but I make an extreme effort to not use with it other people. In my opinion, “should” feels critical or judgmental. It diminishes the possibility that there is more than one “right” way to do or be or feel.…

  • Pasta – With a Side of Perspective and Persistence

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    A dyslexic, an Aspie and their mother are sitting around a table… That almost sounds like the start of a bad joke. But it isn’t. It was dinner time in our house last night. On most weeknights, dinner is a rushed affair in our house. We eat early so that anybody who has an evening practice,…

  • Too Peopley!

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    I woke up this morning and for the first time in months, realized that there was nowhere to be, nobody who needed me, and nothing that had to be done. Bliss! I am an introvert, who lives a life that is undoubtedly more suited to an extrovert. My world is super people-y. Much of that is…

  • What Will Your Story Be?

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    New Year’s Eve.  2016. It’s been a rough one in many ways – my son hit the lowest of his lows, my daughter has had to learn to balance being herself and being a good sister, loved ones have died, marriages of people close to us have ended. It’s been an emotional and exhausting year. …

  • From my perfectly imperfect family, to yours…

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    It’s late morning on Christmas Eve day. Hanukkah also begins this evening. A scroll through my Facebook feed shows me most of my friends and acquaintances all over the world are engaged in some form of last minute holiday preparations. I’ve been sick for the past couple of days, and am pretty weak and tired,…

  • I Believe in Santa Claus

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    I adore Christmas. To me, Christmas has the ability to bring out the best in people. Christmas  is equal parts magic, wonder, joy and love – all things this world could use more of on regular basis. The stories of both the birth of Jesus and of Santa Claus fill my heart and my soul.…

  • Me and My Shadow

    Me and My Shadow

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    Several months ago, I developed a habit of getting up early in the morning and walking. I take the same route every day – just a little over 2 miles around and through my neighborhood – and usually start and finish the walk at approximately the same time each day. In other words, there is a…

  • Thankful for Us

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    It is the day before Thanksgiving 2016. This time last year, I probably thought we had hit our lowest lows with our son. I would have been wrong. There have been some incredibly dark days in this year, but there have also been moments of incredible light and love. This year has given us answers and…

  • It’s Okay to Cry

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    We’re in Philadelphia for a few days. As we walked around near Independence Hall today, we spotted this… As my son walked past it he said, “Sometimes you have to cry. It’s okay to cry” Yes it is. 

  • Grace and Respect

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    I did not have a candidate in this election. Not from the beginning. Not in either major political party, and not in any of the 3rd party options. So I was never going to feel “great” waking up on this day. What I do feel is confused, and concerned, and a little bit sad. Because…