I have a few precious moments of serenity as the boys have run down to the neighborhood park for a football game, and my sweet husband has retired to the haven of our bed for a much needed nap. It is Christmas, again, and we were up late last night wrapping presents...
Have you ever noticed that when you are having a hard day and you are able to tell someone about your feelings without being judged, criticized or fixed, that you realize you feel soooooo much better? This is something I have been working with these last few years. A...
I’ve received some interesting responses to my last post, mostly in private. Seems I’ve hit a nerve in initiating a conversation about healing wounds of the heart. I sometimes think of trust as a fabric, our original design, a picture of innocence, beauty and...
I feel guided to write about the blessings and difficulties with family. I have been out of touch with my parents, off and on, for over 20 years. There have been times of contact, almost always at my hand, in which I had high hopes that things would work out and that...
(continued from One Traveler, One Road) One of the hazards of publishing my last post that caused me to hesitate was that some people might read it and think poorly of me, or that they may see my journey as a mandate to stay in a bad marriage, or some other...
