My life relationship with my family could be defined as “spotty” at best. An ocean between us made it a relatively easy task to ignore our history, pretend they didn’t exist, carry on with my relationships without concern. Except not. Whatever is left unresolved with...
Is this even a question for you? It is for me. Almost two decades ago I decided that when it was my time to shuffle off this mortal coil I would take no baggage with me. The trauma from my formative years, coupled with added trauma created from the relationships I’d...
Living on the Edge
As we drove home from our second date together, I remember thinking, “I really want to kiss this guy…” We had spent the afternoon together paddling in his canoe and he brought a picnic for us to enjoy afterward. We connected deeply on that early summer day. As we...
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