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Happy Trauma-Days: From Emotional Holiday Struggles to Strength and Happiness

The holiday emotional spark As we waited in line at the at the drop-off point at school, I felt a sudden rush of emotion. I noticed my son’s left hand tapping on his leg while he was singing the chorus from Katy Perry’s song “Firework.” As our turn came up at the delivery point I suddenly grabbed his hand and gently squeezed it. “I love you buddy. Enjoy your time with your mom.” He turned and looked back at me with a scrunched-up brow and tilted head. Then, seeing me fighting tears, his forehead lifted, exposing his blue eyes gently comforting me. “I will, and I love you too,” he said. I heard his car door open and felt the winter breeze break through the blast of the car defrost. I watched

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