He asked for my phone no. while his daughter cradled up his chest.

I was travelling solo, quiet common for someone who lived 3 states away from home.There was an army couple next to me with about 2 year old daughter. And the baby was so cute and sweet she bonded with everyone and want to go to almost everyone who smiled at her. I was on theContinue reading “He asked for my phone no. while his daughter cradled up his chest.”

The tale of “under expressed” generational trauma

What traditions have you not kept that your parents had? Tradition of under expression, these gen X stand so low on the “self expression scale”, they don’t even find it necessary, and that became one of the reason why I struggle with self worth. No doubt they are awesome parents, selfless providers, givers, lovers(in silent),Continue reading “The tale of “under expressed” generational trauma”

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