Dear Tables of People Gaping at Us in the Restaurant, I know what you heard. You heard my daughter screaming, admittedly very loudly. And I heard you too. I heard you say that some kids shouldn't be at restaurants. But here is what you don't see or hear...
When my son was a toddler, he had many fears. He was afraid of loud noises, ostriches and doorknockers in the shape of lions. But what terrified my son the most was a McDonald's dessert.
this is Tuesday it must be Lisa. If this is Thursday it must be Gretchen. If this is Monday, Wednesday or Friday, it must be Vivian. These are the women in Dan's life today.
Creating, crafting something that comes from our own hands, ignites creation within, defeating the self-attack that is grabbing hold. Something Prozac and Celexa just can't do.