Compassion For Ourselves

The pictures I remember seeing of myself as a child are limited.  Yes, there were baby pictures of my siblings and me hanging in the house, but my parents stored most of their photos as slides which were packed into small cardboard boxes in the hallway closet. Upon occasion, my parents would use a slide-viewer or slide projector to view the slides with us kids, but  rarely did we get through all of them. When one of my brothers recently digitalized hundreds of my parent’s slides for a family

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