Being human together. Showing up for what matters.
Being human together. Showing up for what matters.
This is what I hope for my children: that they reach adulthood before they stumble across or seek out pornography. I remember what it was like to be almost-holding-hands with a boy for the very. first. time. I remember the butterflies, the excitement, the anticipation – and Oh My Word, when we actually HELD hands …
My son is lanky and lean – a rippling body of bones and muscle and not a skerrick of anything else. So when he told me he really wanted to drop a couple of kilos, I was ANGRY. My mind screamed: The thing about conversations with boys is that you have to pick your moment. …