In memory of Grammy. My Grammy was the most amazing person I have ever met in my life and I'm not sure I'll ever have the opportunity to meet anyone quite like her again. Unfortunately, as I grew up with a narcissist, an abuser, a terrorist rather. He did what textbook abusers/narcissists/terrorists do. He isolated... Continue Reading →

As the distractions became less and less distracting, the anxiety (not even knowing what that was back then) would consume. It was a type so bad I remember being on the floor in fetal position, shaking and praying. Praying to God it would stop. Praying that he wouldn't hurt her this time. Sometimes even praying something... Continue Reading →

I grew up living with my mother and step-father and their 3 children, my half brother and half sisters. I know there is typically a stereotype with "step" in front of any family member, a bad stereotype, but you have no idea. From the outside it looked like we had a pretty great family. Both... Continue Reading →

I have a great memory. The kind of memory that remembers everything, but the most prominent things being random facts. One specific example of this was a time my dad and I visited a place I hadn't been to in 14 years and I was very young the last time I had. We passed by... Continue Reading →

Earlier this week, I took an afternoon walk with a wonderful friend through a local science museum. As we strolled by the gem gallery, a piece of Opal jewelry reminded me of a beautiful Opal ring I once lost. I read somewhere that the Opal gemstone can provide the power of invisibility and the bearer... Continue Reading →

My husband caught our son just as he broke a bedroom door knob. Of course, it was an accident, and my husband said as his eyes met with our son’s eyes he could see so much hurt and he offered the most genuine and sweetest sorry he has ever heard. He said in that moment... Continue Reading →

“Well, looking back, sometimes family is the best thing that can happen to you and sometimes family is the worst thing that can happen to you.” – Laura E. Corbeth, My Courage to Tell Laura Corbeth’s book, My Courage to Tell, is beautifully written harrowing story of one child’s (Laura) struggle with psychological and emotional... Continue Reading →

“Perfume is the key to our memories.” – Kate Lord Brown Thank you, Laura Corbeth, for inspiring me to share this story. Your book, My Courage to Tell, is incredible and your words resonate so deeply with me. Thank you so much for sharing your story with everyone. You are truly amazing. I was seven... Continue Reading →

It’s interesting what can inspire you or provoke your thoughts. I was at the grocery store earlier this week and when checking out I was asked a question. The same question that I always get when shopping at good ole HT, “Is plastic ok?” And, like always, I quickly nodded my head yes, without thinking,... Continue Reading →

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