by Frankie Ann Smythe We spent all our lives learning to go, go, goAway from a place called home.We came…
The giver If you’ve ever seen The Sound of Music, you know the song “My Favorite Things.” Close your eyes…
The photo on the wall and the choice Welcome back, Peaceful Readers. Let’s continue our walk through our grieving to-do…
The prayers, the vision and the letter Turbulent winds and changing weather A week ago, Brandon and I spent a…
My dad Now that I’ve finally admitted my dad’s emotional abuse, I need to continue to unpack these issues. How…
Touch, wallow and heal Have you ever found yourself singing along with a song that you learned many years ago,…
Overcoming the fear of feelings Did you ever wake up from a great dream and you tried to go right…
How long? Most of us remember asking our parents these kinds of questions on long car rides: “When will we…
Sincere or insincere? Here’s the biggest shock in this interesting chain of events. Uncle Henry texted Brandon an apology shortly…
The dream and September’s second sneak attack September was a hoppin’, happenin’ month—lots of family birthdays, two sneak attacks, a…