I have fond memories of playing catch with my dad as a kid. Often it would be after he got home from work, and he’s have something on the grill. I felt connected with him in a special way.
I’m a parent now – of a fifteen year old and I’m learning what it’s like to be in this new season of parenting. She’s not a little kid any more and yet she is not an adult. How do I not dominate too much, but also not be too passive in permitting everything, or giving no boundaries?
Well here’s what’s great about improv and what I touched on in my last post. Improv is Continue reading “Giving up Control (and Loving It)! Six!”