Would I Speak to my Daughter the Way I Speak to Myself? 

I have a headache after spending an hour sprawled out in bed, on vacation, crying and trying to figure out what’s wrong with me. Seriously, what is wrong with me? I’m in Spain, in one of my favorite countries in the world, with some of my favorite people and yet here I am. Alone. Feeling lonely.  Continue reading “Would I Speak to my Daughter the Way I Speak to Myself? “