Iron Caterpillars

Stories of courage and strength about children and youth. “The soul is healed by being with children.” Fyodor Dostoyevsky

A Lifetime of Healing

by Shelley Anne Friend February 14, 1970, Valentine’s Day, was the worst day of my 14-year-old life. My father and I had driven from Beaumont, Texas, where we had recently moved, to be closer to a hospital for my mother, back to Liberty, Texas, where we lived most of...

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I’m Still Quarantining

https://youtu.be/VeDssvihmAM Interviewer: Tell me about yourself Lillian: My name is Lillian. I live in Fort Worth, Texas, and I am 9-years-old. I am in 3rd grade at Fort Worth Country Day. Interviewer: How long have you been in quarantine? Lillian: I have been in...

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The Unplanned “Normal”

By Christie Oates Life is seldom what is portrayed in magazines, Pinterest and Facebook. Pregnancy is not always a quick push and 7 hours later you look like your ready for a romantic date night with your hubby. Things happen, and we are surrounded by disillusion...

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Asking for what you want and need

By Janet Favorite People are often surprised to hear that there is a syndrome that mimics food addiction. You may not have heard of it.  It is called Prader-Willi Syndrome. If I were to say that some people lock up food to keep it away from their children, you might...

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It’s All for Her

By Marty Barnes In 2006 my husband and I welcomed our first and only child into the world while living in Santa Monica, California.  About one month before the due date we were rushed to the hospital where they performed an emergency cesarean.  Due to a traumatic...

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Brave Boy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D9H1iDdiuCY&t=9s Sam is an active 11-year old boy who loves to play roller hockey, football, and basketball. He has loved participating in his school’s theater club where his inner thespian gets to shine. This summer he’s excited to...

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A Reason To Fight

By Anna Harwin As the family scapegoat for a drunken stepfather, I knew it wasn’t safe to go home.   Too many meals missed, too many head ringing punches, too little sleep, I knew I wouldn’t survive if I couldn’t find a place to go and so, one night at the age of 12,...

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