Dance Party For One Please.

It was 10 am and I was heading out to the dreaded grocery store. Before I got out of the driveway, I put together a play list that would wrap itself around my rather spunky mood at the time. I backed out of the driveway and hit play. Suddenly, my truck transformed in to my very own…

A Mother Comes Undone.

“Motherhood pushed open a door that I thought I had managed to close for the last time. I, like most I believe, thought that a baby would be placed in my arms and I would be filled with so much love that the pieces of my broken heart, pieces I worked so hard to glue…

Who Knew So Many Parents ‘Get’ Me.

Since posting my most recent article, Can I Get A ‘Hell Yeah’ For Mediocre Parenting, I have become humorously aware of how much alike us parents are, instead of different and caddy, as the media portrays us to be. Today, my article is being featured on an Australian parenting online magazine called Kidspot. Those Aussies…

Raising A Girl As A Survivor.

I often find myself up against the effects of my childhood sexual abuse, not only as a woman, but now as a mother. “Momma, Can I put on some make-up?” I tell my daughter she is beautiful with out it, but “Sure honey, what’s the harm?” Internally, I am struggling with ideas of beauty and sexuality and safety…

The River Ran Through Her.

Hannah had been driving through the Adirondack mountains for hours, racing the river to clear her head. She left her family behind on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, with an urgency even she didn’t understand. She kept one eye on the road and one on the river, convinced she was looking for something, just not sure what. Hannah slams on the breaks and pulls…

What Doesn’t Bend, Breaks.

  There is something about this third decade of my life, that has opened my eyes, and my heart, just a little bit wider. For those that believe people don’t change, it’s unfortunate they missed this stage in life. Change is necessary. It’s a platform for growth. I can look back at the last decade…