A Message To My Dad
Spicy, puffy eyes this morning. Mortified to walk into my still new office full of strangers wearing my hurt all over my face. No turning back now. The windows of this soul were… Continue reading
Spicy, puffy eyes this morning. Mortified to walk into my still new office full of strangers wearing my hurt all over my face. No turning back now. The windows of this soul were… Continue reading
This is my response to an exquisite writing prompt from a women’s writing group that I have recently joined and am honored to also be providing a weekly prompt contribution. Today I was… Continue reading
It is not a prerequisite of a meaningful purpose to have a history of bad experiences- only a future of good ones. You know when something happens in your life that is so… Continue reading
Nothingness. The harder I try the further it goes. When sometimes the faucet is turned all the way up and thoughts come flooding out, the tides turn and the well dries up, and… Continue reading
“Outstanding perspective.” “I couldn’t put it down excited for the next one in the series.” “Amazing insight from the perspective of someone who endured a childhood from hell.” “Once I started reading, I… Continue reading
Instead of tossing aside, tend to it. You loved it once, love it again. Love it more than you thought you ever could. Life is not disposable. Stop discarding what becomes tiresome. Everything… Continue reading
I used to Steal Your Husbands And I didn’t care. I used to steal your boyfriends too. Your sons and uncles, friends and fathers. And I never thought twice about how you felt.… Continue reading
Thank you for bringing me here. Into this life of mine, my little universe that means everything to me. When I was little, my sister used to joke that I was adopted. I… Continue reading