A Miscarriage of Justice

My first pregnancy ended in a miscarriage around the second month. I was married to a really miserable husband and the experience was very intense for me. I had just learned I was pregnant and I was extremely excited at the possibility of caring and nurturing for my own little baby. It sparked a hopeContinue reading “A Miscarriage of Justice”

Cotton Candy & Whimsical Things

Don’t forget to have fun along the way! My childhood, bleak as it was, had moments of clarity through fun. My brother and I played in the woods for hours. When the rain came, we’d run outside with our bare feet to dance and be silly. I can still feel the wet clay dirt betweenContinue reading “Cotton Candy & Whimsical Things”

An Avalanche of Fear

Fear seldom walks with me today, but yesterday it was all I knew. The message that is left embedded in your soul coming through childhood trauma is fear. Fear of being hurt. Fear of trusting. Fear of the unknown and fear of the known. But, fear is a liar. I used to believe that myContinue reading “An Avalanche of Fear”