I never imagined I'd be here, writing these words. But life - and healing - has a way of guiding you to places you didn't know your heart was meant to go. In the beginning, my focus was on adult healing and gentle reminders for those trying to find their way back to themselves.
But then... I started paying closer attention.
I started seeing it in kids, too.
The little ones who cried before school. The ones who clung to their parents or stared quietly out the window. The ones who lashed out, or shut down, or whispered, "I just feel weird inside."
And I realized:
Mental health doesn't wait for adulthood.
There are children - right now - silently struggling with anxiety, fear, overwhelm, sadness.
Some are scared to speak. Some don't even have the words yet. Some are already carrying thoughts no child should ever have to carry.
And so...
The Healing House opened a new room.
A softer room. A smaller chair.
A place where little hearts can breathe - and where the grown-ups who love them can learn how to help.
This isn't about fixing kids.
This is about seeing them. Hearing them. Holding space for them.
It's about meeting them where they are - with calm tools, kind words, and a yellow heart to remind them they're never too much.
✨The anxious ones who cry before class.
✨ The quiet ones who feel like they don't fit.
✨ The sensitive ones who feel everything.
✨ The ones who've been through more than most people know.
You're not alone here. And neither are they.
With love, compassion, and a heart full of hope,
- The Healing House 💛
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