So … I went crazy and went back to school. I did it because I fell in love. Not with a person, but with the work I was doing to spread the word about trauma, especially adverse childhood experiences (ACEs). I love this work for many reasons, but I’m driven by the idea that when we know the way the past affects us we can give ourselves the credit we deserve for still standing. For still trying, hoping. For being resilient. During my master’s work I had a wonderful experience with middle school educators. They sounded like they had a great time, too. We explored the ways they used listening…