I almost titled this, “Sometimes I Think My Son Is Just A Dick” but then I thought better of it. That’s just emotion and frustration speaking. I don’t know why my son even bothered to “reconcile” with me since, as it turns out, he has hardly reconciled. He is all words (lies), no action – the … More The Woes of Fake Reconciliation
(Just an FYI – our little boy is still with us as of this post). After all the family drama and letting go and finally moving freely forward, this holiday season was going to be the first in a long time that I looked forward to, enjoyed, felt peace with – but that was not … More A Traumatic Thanksgiving
11/23/2015 “You’re alive only once, as far as we know, and what could be worse than getting to the end of your life and realizing you hadn’t lived it?” – Edward Albee Artist Unknown Source: The End I came across this and had to share it – there is just too much truth to it!
“The key to life is understanding that we are never in control.” This is a hard statement to accept when you are person that craves, needs control! But I think the statement is true – we can control ourselves (to a certain extent) but we can’t control others, we can’t control chance, and we can’t … More We Are Never In Control
With Thanksgiving almost upon us, I wanted to be aware of and thankful for the little things in life: my husband, of course, my sons, my best friend and my little doggie waking up on the weekend and just laying in bed for a while with my honey the first smell of rain hitting the … More For This, I’m Thankful
“People don’t always show up the way you want them to.” I heard that the other day and it really hit home for me. I can’t believe how much truth it actually holds. I look back and can see so many people, family members, who I can relate this too. Hell, I am sure others … More Holding On vs. Estrangement
My life is not dissimilar from a tree: Roots – my childhood, abuse, tangled, spreading out across the floor but rotten to their very core. A trunk – the inner part of me, stability, giving strength and ability to endure, in a world that feels so very unsure. Branches – my life now, reaching out to grasp … More A Poem – “Tree of Life”
There is a light that I see in you that you do not see me. From the very beginning I knew: knew that my heart would fall, softly and unconditionally, knew that my love would not be returned, knew that I would care for you more than you care for me, knew that once again … More A Poem – “Melancholy”
This is something that has been on my mind lately. There was a time, even a little sometimes now, when I wish I could just runaway from everything – literally! Take off for a while by myself and leave everything behind, do what I want to do. A couple years ago when I was at … More Running Away
I realized something yesterday – in my quest to get healthier mentally, I have let go of my physical health. Prior to my son’s wedding, knowing I would have to face all those who have hurt me, I really took care of myself: I ate right, lost weight, kept care of my skin. Since the wedding, … More Time To Take Care of Me
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Life After Breaking the Cycle of Violence
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What happens when a million thoughts have to share a single heart?
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Psalm 147:3 "He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds"
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My brokenness has led me to utter despair; desiring death even. But in this completely broken state I found the One that cherishes me more than any other.
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Learning to live after the effects from having half my life stolen through Sexual abuse
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