Enjoy the Ride.
“Hatred is never progress.
Hatred will never deliver us from what we have become.”
-Lindsay
It’s always been like this. Not exactly like this but there has always been an aspect of this. On one hand I hadn’t anticipated that it would continue beyond the end date. I kind of thought once it was over it would be relief and nothing else. Turns out it is not that way. Old…
Our family was little. Our family was comprised of just us. I feel the sting of tears and I can hear her voice state clearly, “don’t be sad, ninzie”. Boy, momma. I sure am trying. You aren’t making it easy on me though. This one is a doozy. I feel so weird with no one…
I recently started writing in a journal I was given that offers questions and prompts of reflection. A page asked who I would be without my trauma and pain narrative and caused me to pause for a few minutes. Who WOULD I be without my fatherless behaviour? Sometimes people with abandonment wounds will flutter from…
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