The death of a marriage Traumatic loss Well, Peaceful Readers, I bounced back and forth between calling this issue a…
The silence Did anyone ever break up with you by simply never speaking to you again? Not a phone call,…
The fog You were the fog… …the fog in the house. Ever-present, but never there. You took me to school.…
Closing the trauma suitcase Peaceful Readers, think back on some of the different jobs you’ve had. What was your favorite…
Revelation In part 4 of this post, I replaced my dad’s lies with truth. Today you’ll read about boot camp…
Dad’s impact Peaceful Readers, if you find yourself needing to unpack your relationship with one or both of your parents,…
My dad Now that I’ve finally admitted my dad’s emotional abuse, I need to continue to unpack these issues. How…
Seeing is believing Have you ever caught a preschooler with chocolate smeared all over his face, who declared—most-assuredly—that he did…
T Town Have you ever taken a wrong turn and found yourself in a scary part of town? Did you…
A season, not a lifestyle This is the third post on the Grieving takes time subject. The first post included…