No Looking Back

I have sat down to write this blog post at least half a dozen times.  I have so many words in my head, but I can’t seem to get any of them out fully formed.  I feel like I am treading water.  Stuck in a place where I am alive but not living.  A place where it is hard...

My cousin, my hero

There are so many instances of sexual abuse in my past that I have safely tossed them in the “Bermuda triangle” section of my brain. Never to be retrieved and never to be discussed – it simply never happened. To be fair lots of other things end up in...

Why Now?

  This site started coming together more than 5 months ago. I took my time setting it up. I wasn’t sure it was a path I wanted to go down. I questioned myself and my motives. I thought, what if no one looks at it? What if everyone looks at it but no one likes it?...