When I was a kid in the 1970s, ADHD wasn’t something girls were supposed to have. Boys who bounced off the walls might get flagged, sometimes even medicated. Girls who talked too much, daydreamed too long, or forgot their homework again? We were just “chatty,” “scattered,” or “not living up to our potential.”
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Miss Muffet’s reaction to the spider reminds us of how we often respond when faced with the unexpected or unknown.
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As I’ve aged—and especially now, in what I refer to as the autumn of my life—I’ve noticed changes in my physical strength. Muscles tire more quickly, daily tasks require more energy, and my body no longer responds quite the way it once did.
Caregiving, of course, magnifies these shifts. It asks more of us—physically and emotionally—than we often imagined possible.
But there’s another kind of strength I’ve come to recognize. It’s quieter, less visible, and perhaps even more vital. It’s a strength I needed during my caregiving years but didn’t yet have a name for.
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Stories are the language of the heart. We learn many important lessons through stories. It has been said that if you want to really know someone, you need to know their story.
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There’s a certain kind of silence that doesn’t feel peaceful—it feels heavy. It settles in after the conversations have ended, when the noise quiets and the world stops asking for our attention. That’s when the memories return. Not loudly, not all at once—but in waves. Soft. Sudden. Sometimes sharp.
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