We sat in the front pew at church yesterday, our first Sunday to attend Mass as a family of six. It had been a long night; Michael decided to nurse every two hours, which meant for every just-over-an-hour I slept, I was up for half an hour. I was kind of a zombie. And in…
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A History of Anxiety, Part 2: The Onset of “Freaking Out”
For part one, click here. When I introduced the topic of anxiety last week, several people commented that they had struggled with it as well. Before I go on, I need to clarify that I have never been diagnosed with any form of clinical anxiety; I never saw a doctor or counselor. I went through…
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Monday afternoon, I loaded the two little ones into the van and then ran to put the Netflix disc in the mailbox. And in the instant I stepped from the shelter of the garage into the single-digit cold, it registered: Silence. It should have been obvious to me a long time ago that there is…
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Kathleen M. Basi 