I will begin by saying this is not my most wholesome post. My wholesome pleas have been mocked and dismissed. This is where I am.…
Transparency is on my mind lately, probably always will be at the fore front after a lifetime of gaslight experiences, always being told that I…
Keith Urban “The Fighter” I actually love this song. Because I feel so deeply and unconditionally loved by sweet Greg, after decades of believing that…
Waking up kid-free, people free, day off, with only my dogs and an invitation to join trusted others without a requirement to do so is…
Were my parents horrible? We were a horrible fit. Being less sensitive, more concerned with pleasing them may have helped. Instead, I sought gracelessly, if…
The right one will know all of your weaknesses and never use them against you. I have been meaning to share this experience now, for…
As I plan my son’s birthday celebration, I cannot help but relive the pain of him calling me last year on his way home from…
“Special Days” can be difficult. Today, while sweet Greg is out riding, for exercise, I am reaching out to survivors of abuse, anyone in recovery,…
So, over lunch, I conducted a survey on my sons and their friends, a highly evolved bunch….of course. I asked: “If you were at school…
I know what I bring to the table. So, trust me when I say: I am not afraid to eat alone. Sitting at a well…