Moving From Surviving to Thriving
November 11, 2018
Facing Fear, Personal Growth, Recovery, Trauma Action, Blogging, Mental Health, truth 22 Comments
After a much longer hiatus than planned, I’ve made a commitment to resume blogging. You have all been so vital to my healing and continued work. I’ve missed you! I hope I can give back a fraction of what you give to me.
Last summer I made another commitment that is dramatically changing me. More
November 3, 2018
You tried to tell me it was all in my head
He couldn’t have abused me you said
Because with him you never left me alone
Even when to Anchorage or Portland you’d flown?
November 21, 2017
Facing Fear, Family, Personal Growth, Recovery, Trauma Charlie Rose, depression, Gayle King, Mental Health, recovery, truth 27 Comments
Thanks to Gayle King, I’m in tears this morning…fresh tears remembering how hard it was to tell someone what Dad had done to me for so many years. And how similar Charlie Rose is to my Dad. The power. Oh. My. God. The. Power. More
September 19, 2017
Family, Personal Growth, Recovery, Trauma friendship, recovery, truth 30 Comments
Several months ago, a very cherished friendship ended.
I’ve been grieving the loss ever since, but today I’m really missing her.
Even though it was me who said I couldn’t continue the friendship, More
August 6, 2017
Facing Fear, My Journey with God, Personal Growth, Recovery, Trauma Action, Adventure, Family, gratitude, grief, healing, Mental Health, moving forward, recovery, truth 36 Comments
May 7, 2017
October 15, 2016
Alcoholic Parents, Family, Personal Growth, Recovery healing, Health, Mental Health, motherhood, parenting, recovery, truth 25 Comments
Over the years, I’ve heard several women say they had no intention of babysitting if they had grand kids, or even if they already had them. I was mystified. I couldn’t imagine feeling that way, and assumed if I had grand kids wild horses couldn’t keep me away.
Then I had grand kids.
While it’s true that wild horses can’t keep me away and I do babysit every chance I get…I think I now understand why some people avoid their grand babies and choose not to babysit.
The first few months after our first grandson was born in January was such a confusing mix of joy and pain. I couldn’t understand why I felt so much pain and sorrow when I was so excited and happy. More
