Life From My Perspective.
The Two Faces of a Narcissist: The Abuser Behind Closed Doors One of the most bewildering and painful realities of emotional abuse is the dual personality of the abuser. To the outside world, they often appear charming and warm. They may be person who seems endlessly generous and caring. But behind closed doors, the story […]
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Where Would We Be Without Our Memories? Memory is the thread that stitches together the fabric of our identity. It shapes our experiences, fuels our emotions, and guides our decisions. Without it, who would we be? Where would we be? The past may be behind us, but it remains a foundation upon which we build
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Sitting across the table from you- a favorite place to be. From late night trips to Friendly’s Restaurant when I was a young teenager, to sitting at my dining room table as an adult, and sitting at a diner table here lately. The days and decades though they’ve passed, as we sit and talk and
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Open Letter to My Mom 10 years ago I did what I did every Mother’s Day – I drove to your house SOOOO excited to give you your Mother’s Day gifts. I had no idea it would be the last Mother’s Day that I could ever do that. Ten years. Johnna gave me beautiful flowers
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Four years ago today I brought Johnna to the farm to pick out a puppy from the litter. There were maybe 8 or 10 of you. You ran around like a playful and crazy little fella. But every single time she picked you up, it’s like a switch was flipped and you immediately turned into
“You I don’t worry about. You’re strong, you can do anything. When you set your mind to something, you make it happen. Always.” ~my Dad, over lunch two days ago. The serendipitous timing of these kind and empowering words that my dad spoke to me will not soon be forgotten. Listening to Song for Dad
A random candid moment about a week ago. I keep finding myself going back to it- that photo on my phone. It captures the essence of the sweet and hysterical comedian she was from just a couple of years old. The essence of the sweet playful little girl who only ever wanted to make everyone
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Small nameless moments with Johnna. So many times over the last 18 years I wanted to freeze time so I could spend forever with her. Today and many days, I would still freeze time if I could. But not even forever would be a long enough time with my daughter. Johnna
Fourteen years ago when my daughter was 3 years old, she took a dance class. She’s been twirling ever since. In dance school(s), she took ballet, tap, jazz, and hip-hop. Though she resigned from the classes a few years ago, don’t ever doubt that she’s still out there somewhere twirling her beautiful heart out. You’ve
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Who says you can’t buy time? The holiday season again upon us, I find myself content and barely stressed. Well, except for that one night… But all in all a much different state of mind than in times passed. Shopping frenzies a thing of the past. A fading but never forgotten memory. After all, how
I was recently presented an unexpected opportunity to revisit my 16 year daughter as her five year old self. To have frozen myself in that moment would have meant living forever in absolute awe and bliss.
