From the ‘before’ to the ‘now, my stumbling naked truth is rather intrigued by the new unknown.
Category: how to forgive
A Woman’s Diary, “Rose”
My twelve year old soul, delighted in the thought of an evenings swim, pizza and snowstorms.. My fifty-five year old shoulders still ached six days later. I had forgotten the sensations of swimming…
Merry Christmas!
December 25, 2020 May your days be filled with peace, merriment and lots of love! Merry Christmas! Love…with a kiss,… Read more Merry Christmas!
tbd.
I have a survivor story to share with you, but I have not really done so with a full head of steam. Any less an effort is not my best. I am absolutely scared to evolve…of breaking the thread between the past and the now. Yet, I must.
How to Navigate the Magical Flight of the Awkward: “Well, why don’t you find out?”
As I talked, I still felt a bit like the observer, documenting myself and my actions while reminding myself to speak not as a victim but as a proud woman and graceful lady.
the brick dandelion 