The botanical garden lies just a few blocks away
from my home.
A sanctuary for bright reds, blues, and greens,
like a child’s dreamscape painted in wild strokes.
But as colors meld into shades of black and brown,
So too do painted petals in the face of wind
As I lose myself in their allure.
Time slips away unnoticed,
In the quiet bloom of endless seasons.
Helping your child feel seen, accepted, and connected.
Helping your antisocial child connect—without forcing change.
When your child becomes the bully, don’t panic.
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