We heal best through being vulnerable, through our connections and over time. Sometimes a very long time.
Generational abuse can seemingly have no beginning and will definitely have no end if we aren’t aware and make efforts to change.
"I would never do that to you!" I raged. "What is wrong with those people?" I asked rhetorically. My daughter looked at me like I had two heads which confused me further. Here I raged for her and she's annoyed at me.
On the morning of my daughter’s 18th birthday, 9/11, as everyone sat riveted to televisions everywhere, she knew the day had come
Yes you may have some lipstick Sweatpea. Careful not to get it on the stairs, wall, floor or chairs.
I feel angry that my Dad wasn't there to protect and guide us through the mine field of Mom. I feel angry that my Mom loved my sisters more and better than she did me.
When my mother died, writing the obituary was left to me. My husband said it was the funniest thing to see my eyes literally glaze over and stare off for the longest time. Finally he broke the silence...