The Matriarchal Family
Oh dear gawd, my mother, her mother, my aunts and my sister were the older females in my life. They treated me poorly and collectively agreed it was necessary. My…
Hallelujah Anyway–Anne Lamott with Reverend Chip Edens
The Five Rules of Being A Grown Up By Tom Weston 1. You must not have anything wrong with you, or anything different about you. 2. If you have something…
Heaven Knows……
My mother’s cancer, age, aging still have not served as a magic wand erasing the effects of continued harshness, which is either not “real”(imagined) or is well earned; my due. There is no where to go with this, but to God and trusted others. It has been expressed that my imagined or well earned injuries could be served well by the correct medication. I think a little kindness and accountability would do the trick. But I am no trained professional. Believing my mental health or over-sensitivity as the only issue keeps them safe from having any responsibility to reflect on their contributions. (more…)
I Am Not Just Raising Boys
How my day began: S2 enters my room to ask me if I am awake. Me: Good morning baby. Did your brother wake you up? S2: No he was awake…