I am nobody. Nobody is perfect. Therefore I am perfect.
I was so triggered the other day by a neighbor who wanted to talk. I said, “I’m really not up to it. I’m having a down day.” Her response, “Oh, get over it.” Immediately I wanted to snap on her. Then this calm came over me, and I said,”Never speak to me that way again. … Continue reading Grief Has It’s Own Ebb and Flow
As I was going through some boxes that have been packed up for some time, I came across a bundle of letters. There were nine of them. They were all dated throughout the year of 1993. I had just left college in Tennessee and moved to Washington State. I was in a foreign culture and … Continue reading Lost Letters
It's been a long run with me being a parent. I was a young mother at twenty. The parenting skills I knew, I acquired from my own mother, and well, anyone who has read "Cult Child" knows that her parenting skills were sub par. There were things I hoped I would never do; like make … Continue reading Growth Sometimes Comes In Small Packages