The Trash Run

My surprised skin bumped into the chills of the new fall morning air. Inhaling deeply from its fresh coolness, I steadied my beating heart’s morning aches that were left over from last night’s racing internal discussion about a life and a death. A young 19-year-old woman hung, suspended before my mind with her long, coarse,…

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Bravery with Self

As I was preparing my talk for the Brave On Conference, I was searching for clues as to why March 22, 1990, was the day that changed my life. It was a pivotal day that ended my 25 years struggle of an eating disorder addiction.

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A Complicated Grief

It has been one year since I received the call, one year since the news dribbled out of the earpiece that I was sister to one less brother.

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Light and Life to All He Brings

Christmastime is my favorite. The music, decorations, ugly sweater parties, cookies and candy canes – all of it ignites child-like excitement within me.

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A Letter to Eighteen

Dear Eighteen, Here you are. Yesterday’s child is today’s legal adult, and yet, nothing has really changed.

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Hard on Self…Hard on Others

“Forgive me.” Ugh…I will admit that I have not practiced the art of asking for forgiveness.

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A Woman with a “Man’s Struggle”

My parents asked me if I had any questions. But, I simply nodded no and told them I understood what was happening.

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Falling Short

Three days after Christmas in 1999, I found out that my mom had died her in sleep.

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