The reality of generational trauma. My daughter writes me this letter. Each parent should give this space to their child. They deserve to be heard and our own pain disables that ability. She writes: It’s always so interesting to hear our lives from your perspective. How you perceived things in our home and how youContinue reading “Dear Mama,”
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Dear Mama
Dear Mama, I think often of the generations before us. Your mother, hers, the many faceless women who came before. The ones who were hurt and who hurt and who sent down their shock of pain through a generational wire which continues it’s gnawing hum in both of us. We know so little about ourContinue reading “Dear Mama”
Dear Mama,
It’s always so interesting to hear our lives from your perspective. How you perceived things in our home and how you perceived yourself. You write that you remember each detail of our bedrooms, everything was accounted for so to speak. But just the other day at dinner you had forgotten that sis and I evenContinue reading “Dear Mama,”
A Family Privilege
It is Thanksgiving tomorrow. The family I came through no longer sits at the same table with me. I like it that way but it took me a long time to get there. Meals spent growing up were absent of any comfort – the comfort of love. The first person to leave the table wasContinue reading “A Family Privilege”
Hurt People Hurt People
Today is my brother’s birthday. I haven’t talked to my brother in so many years I’ve lost count. I sent him a letter years ago telling him I forgave him for raping me. I wrote that I understood coming from a household of incest, shit happens. I never heard back from him. I believe consciousContinue reading “Hurt People Hurt People”