03: Labels are for things, not people
There is no honor in being a mistress for a woman where honor matters; where the Girl Code is actually a code.
Read More 03: Labels are for things, not people02: Hope
When summer is a faded memory and the hope for spring is shaded by the short and dreary days of winter, I love the scent and colors of the Franklin Park Conservatory. It is a reminder that with patience all things grow and even the hardiest need time to gather their strengths in order to […]
Read More 02: Hope02: Hope
When summer is a faded memory and the hope for spring is shaded by the short and dreary days of winter, I love the scent and colors of the Franklin Park Conservatory. It is a reminder that with patience all things grow and even the hardiest need time to gather their strengths in order to […]
Read More 02: Hope01: Ducks and other quacks
The pain needs perspective, else it becomes a cycle of self-abuse and destruction. Perspective is born from time and distance. With help, time and distance provide pain meaning.
Read More 01: Ducks and other quacks01: Ducks and other quacks
I use to believe some things were best kept private…but it is precisely the act of secret keeping that allowed my betrayal to fester so long. When the lies, secrets, and betrayal detonated on our lives twenty-eight days ago I was both sickened and relieved. The secret had been weighing down my soul and my […]
Read More 01: Ducks and other quacks
Love Letters to a Healing Heart 
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