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I remember the smile. The one I wore to be the perfect little girl — the one who didn’t cause a stir, who spoke only when spoken to. The one who learned early that being quiet and agreeable was safer than being seen. I was nurtured by my grandma’s steady hands and comforted by the unconditional love of my first dog — small anchors of safety in an uncertain world. As I grew, the quiet little girl became a youth with darkness in her eyes, heaviness in her soul, and a busy, wor

ADHD awareness⛅️ the real deep dive into the raw feelings and challenges of parenting two children with unique needs and an ADHD...

Water has a way of softening what feels heavy—whether it’s in our bodies, our minds, or our homes. Water is considered sacred in many...

Hi, I am Ronna, a mom to two boys, a wife (remarried) and a pet mom to four sweet babies Hank (9), Gus (10), Penelope (7) and Georgia (11...