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“Hey Mom? Mom. Mommy?”
I never thought of it as “parental kidnapping” until my therapist used those words almost three years ago. It sounded so vicious and unlawful. When I was three years old, my father took my sister, who was two, and me, and we never saw or met our mother again until I was 19. This was…
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Waiting Forsakes Joy
If you were certain you had 20 years for this life as you know it….what would be your hopes and plans within your control ? It almost feels like a “what if I won the lottery question doesn’t it? No day is promised. Next Christmas, next summer, next year may not fruition. “Make each day…
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Fresh Start, a Complex-Heart
When new unforeseen narratives sprout up in your life like a sudden eave reaching thistle, paths become blocked. Your view of what is ahead is no longer visible in your heart and mind the way they were. The past 18+ months have kicked my heart to the curb. What I have learned in the process…


