This is an odd thing to give me joy, but here it is. I am reading this book as part of a class I am taking this year at work. Students come to the classroom everyday with a story behind them that teachers are often unaware of. They have their own struggles that they often left only a few minutes ago, and then we expect for them to sit, concentrate, and learn. Often this is challenging.
My childhood was not perfect, and while my life has not been nearly as traumatic as others, it certainly hasn’t been free of trauma either . This book gives me joy in that it provides some explanation for why I am the way I currently am. I believe that we are all the result of past experiences, our childhoods included. There are some habits that I have that I struggle with and yet I continue to perpetuate them. This book gave me a clearer understanding of why I do some of the things I do and provides me with the hope that these habits can be changed. That hope gives me joy.
Joyful Mama 