Stories of peace

Parents in our community share how they found comfort and hope. Every story is read by Andrew and Nancy before it appears here, so this stays a gentle place.

Words of hope, shared in the spirit of our circle.

For a long time I waited by the phone. What helped most was hearing other parents say, 'Me too.' I still hope, but I sleep again.

— Margaret, 68

I started writing a letter every month that I never send. It gives my love somewhere to go, and it has softened my anger.

— Robert, 74

After my husband passed, the silence felt doubled. A weekly cup of tea with people who understand gave me my Tuesdays back.

— Grace, 63

We stopped asking 'what did we do wrong?' every night. Now we ask, 'what brought us a little joy today?' It changed our home.

— Luis & Elena, 70

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