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…
In my family of origin (FOO) it is necessary to label and dismiss anyone who recalls or processes things differently, as a #historicalrevisionist , particularly if…
Birthday sentiments to my female sibling who believes that being grossed out by sex is the same as being a lady. And who speaks of…
One of the things I have paid most dearly for in my FOO and marriage was speaking my truth/ saying NO. I became accustomed to screaming,…
While our Memorial Day weekend was lovely in the simplest of ways, I, not so silently, mourn the reality of my “family” situation. They– are more situational…
While it is true that I have tapped into the magic of self love, this by no means is an expression of being perfect or…
What a novel concept! Learning to be mindful of the choices I have- sometimes the menu of options sucks, but as an adult with recovery,…