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Grief aches near my heart, rises up into my shoulders and throat. It contracts, becomes full, and opens. The sound of my sob shocks me. It is unrecognizable. Each morning, each night, and all the way in between; it’s uncomfortable. I … Continue reading
In all honesty, whenever I hear that one of my parents needs my help, my initial reaction is anger and resentment. Anger for all the times I’ve been thrown in jail for being an “unruly” child, or thrown out … Continue reading
I remember a girl in junior high. She was my only friend. If I didn’t do what she said or I did something she didn’t like, she would threaten to cut herself. I walked on egg shells to keep her … Continue reading
Do you remember my post last month on forgiveness? It seems so coincidental that shortly after writing that, everyone in those dreams, on that island, in that beautiful home, sprang up out of the woodwork and offered me the opportunity … Continue reading
On the morning of my birthday, I woke up to sunshine, put on a sweater and made tea. Bill was still sleeping, so I crept quietly around. I was excited to see my presents sitting on his desk, wrapped. I … Continue reading
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