Our children and our families are our greatest teachers. Even with a broken thumb and a bandaged hand, our kids remind us to be LOVE. This is India with her buddy Henry (the fireman) the day after she broke her thumb and had 4 stitches. It was Easter Weekend. She managed to forget all about her suffering and enjoy the moment.
This is the story of the night she broke her thumb. It’s a mother’s perspective. It’s a yogic perspective. It’s something that just poured from my heart onto pages of the story. It’s published in elephant journal. A yoga, sustainability, spirituality and culture magazine we discovered in Colorado.
Please click here to read the story.