“Excuse me everyone!” Clap::Clap

I used to believe my cloud was mine alone — that if I kept it invisible, everyone else could stay in the sun. This post is about the truth behind that belief, the courage it takes to ask for help, and the reminder that there is always a room that cares.

I wrote a book. It’s in the world.

What that process made clear to me is that there’s a real gap in the market when it comes to talking about big feelings in families—especially feelings that extend beyond a child’s own experience.

My intention isn’t just to teach kids how to understand themselves, but to build empathy outward. To help children see that their parents are human too—that they don’t have to be strong or perfect all the time, and that love and honesty can exist alongside hard days.