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I’m rebranding the cord that runs through my life. Special needs. Being a special needs family is now going to be referred to as an exclusive club that one must be a truly elite human in order to participate in it. I’ve got only one friend in this world with whom I know I can… Read more
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I’ve long held the idea that creators create largely for themselves, but they put it out onto the world’s stage in order for others who “need it,” to find it. I write because I can’t leave it all locked up inside. I write because I know that my words will land where they’re meant to.… Read more
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There is so much that I don’t understand about life and yet, I am aware that I perceive more than most. It doesn’t make me better by any stretch of the imagination, perhaps simply more present. I think near death changes things, and without a doubt death and loss do as well—profoundly. If you allow… Read more
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It’s an ancient feeling. This slight pull from deep within my soul. It’s a completion. A reckoning. A feeling of reaping everything that was sewn throughout the year. It isn’t a conscious feeling, it is just one that I feel as though I have been tapped into my whole life. Quite possibly because this is… Read more
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In my time away from this place, I’ve found myself pondering deeply the nuances of life and relationships. What evokes loyalty in people? And does it last? When you help people, simply because that is who you are, do they see you as a value in their life? It really depends, doesn’t it? I have… Read more
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It has been far too easy to prick the finger of the collective and watch it eek out it’s temperamental goo, citing offense. I used to do this on purpose, for fun because I was a different person back then and had little regard for other people’s feelings, save my own. Even my own were… Read more
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We left off in a dark place because it was a dark place and there are people out there who would willfully put you back into that dark place and leave you there, if it meant they felt better. The first thing I realized was; I wasn’t unlovable, they were incapable of love. I am… Read more
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I grew up feeling unwanted. Apparently, I didn’t attain to some sort of standard that I was unaware of so in place of my innate value, I was taught opportunities to be useful. It shaped how I related to people. It shaped how I formed alliances and friendships. It shaped what I offered, often to… Read more
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****Potential trigger warning for recovering alcoholics and substance users; my story in part, with alcohol.**** The thing about recovery is no one is coming to do it for you. No one is coming to save you. You need to find the will within yourself and in your faith (I hope you have one) to allow… Read more
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There is one piece of subject matter I understand well and am very acquainted with— grief. I think it started when I was a little girl. It was the little things, the silence that should have been praise, the glare that should have been a smile. It evolved into cutting words that never should have… Read more