Chrysula Winegar | Oh My Goodness, I Left My Voice on the Bus

2017-08-18T13:19:54-04:00August 27th, 2009|Guest Bloggers|

I hunger to be understood. I think it is a very human desire, perhaps even need. Once the food, shelter, clothing and love requirements have been met, it’s pretty much up there for me. I define this in the context of dialogue: listening, receiving, speaking – an interaction of understanding and being understood. I realized the other day that perhaps one of the reasons I struggle in my mothering is that my children are too young to give thought as to who I am.