By Jill Caryl Weiner, Special to JenniferMargulis.net “We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love.” – W. Somerset Maugham My daughter just turned 15; my son is 11. I am constantly amazed by them and totally given over to the fact that these mostly lovely, changing, growing, devouring individuals belong to my husband…
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5 Unexpected Wellness Lessons from the Freedom for Family Wellness Summit 2014
Unexpected Lessons from a Family Wellness Summit When John Minardi was 17 years old a man shoved the barrel of a gun under his chin. So hard Minardi could feel it with his tongue from the inside of his mouth. “How tough you are now, eh?” the gunman taunted. John Minardi told him to pull the trigger. *** When Jeanne…
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Where You’ll Find Me: Reston, Virginia
I’m here at the Freedom for Family Wellness conference, which is being held at the Hyatt Regency in Reston, Virginia. (Just outside of Washington, D.C.) My workshop is tomorrow, November 13, at 12:30: Your Baby, Your Way: Holistic Advocacy for a Natural Birth How can holistic and mainstream health practitioners best support moms and moms-to-be? This hands-on, interactive workshop will…
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I F*****G Hate Cancer
I hate cancer. And I hate autism. I’m very lucky: Despite the exponential rise in autism in America, none of my four children has autism, brain damage, encephalitis, or encephalopathy. But when I got pregnant for the fourth time (yes, it was planned. No, it wasn’t an accident), I couldn’t stop the desperate worry. I had three healthy children. How could…
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Am I The Only One Who Had a Shitty Summer?
“How are you?” My friend Michele asks as we bring our iced lattes to a wrought iron table outside the coffee shop. “Okay, I guess,” I say flatly. Michele looks at me curiously, expecting me to say more. “The truth is I’ve been having a really shitty summer …” “Really!” Michele sounds astonished. “I never would have thought that.” “Don’t…
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What This Mom Sees When She Looks In The Mirror
The Face in The Mirror By Lisa Lowe Stauffer After a shower, I wipe an oval clear on the foggy mirror and lean across the sink to see my face. Pulling down my right eye, I pop in a contact lens. Always right, then left, ever since I was 12. That was the year I was finally freed from the…
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