Writing based on events that has made me who I am today. đ Author of Shattered Innocence: A Memoir Carved in Childhood Shadows.
Writing based on events that has made me who I am today. đ Author of Shattered Innocence: A Memoir Carved in Childhood Shadows.
âIâm pregnantâ
I never in my mind would have thought that this was something I would have to bring up to my husband.
He was so career driven, how am I going to tell him? As I look at the test I go back and forth thinking of all the words to describe how I was feeling. I was nauseous, excited, scared, worried of what he might say. After all this was my third baby.
I go back to my work desk to...
Drop off is always hard, saying goodbye was too harsh but saying see you later meant you would be back.
Tears filled in the eyes of a blonde headed, blue eyed little girl as her mother drove away. You could hear the kicks and screams of the child for miles away.
The mother looked behind her as she wished this wasnât the day. Every other Saturday again and again would this scenario repeat in th...
The nausea crept up her throat from the pit of her stomach, the realization that yesterday was real. Her mother didnât want her, she chose money over her own child.
It had been four months since the little girl had come out to a teacher that her step dad was being abusive.
Four long months that she would go through hell with her mother, the therapy, group meetings, meetings with lawyers, she w...
It was a cold Wednesday night, in the middle of November. As everyone was prepping for their thanksgiving dinner I grieve the loss of my family. As I watch the snow fall from the sky I wonder what is out there? Who is watching? Anxiety floods heavy. I have to rush outside to getting the wood for my fireplace. As I look into the woods I see the snow, sun is going down and itâs getting dark. I hear ...