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Continue reading →: What 45 Minutes of Movement Taught Me About Taking Care of Myself and My SonFor a long time, I told myself I didn’t have time. I have no time to go to a group class, no time for a workout, no time for anything that required me to step away—even for a little while. There is always something to do, always something my son…
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Continue reading →: The Day My Son Was Diagnosed (And the Grief I Didn’t Know I Was Feeling)In the months leading up to the diagnosis, I had already felt a creeping sense of worry and confusion — moments of self-doubt, questions I didn’t know how to answer, and fears I wasn’t ready to name. But it wasn’t until the official diagnosis was given that the full weight…
