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So that's what's been bothering us! I once, after the funeral of a child, sat in a limo with my Dad, my brother and a friend. The two young men sobbed for about 5 minutes--well, a long time. My greatest generation, WWII Vet Dad didn't try to stop them but sat with them and then quietly told a story, which I can't remember. It was an extraordinary moment. It was a lovely moment in all our sadness and I've always been proud of and impressed by my Dad's response.

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So much of our inherited / inculcated toxicity can be remedied via simple communication, which leads to understanding, which leads to empathy. Rinse, wash, repeat!

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