Five Year Old Me
When I was five and one-half-years old, my father was committed to a psychiatric hospital 50 miles away from my…
The date November 10, 2015, is imprinted in my memory. I forget a lot of things but not this one.…
In October, almost 400 hundred sisters from Mexico, Paraguay and the USA met for a women’s weekend retreat titled “Taking…
I was extremely insecure as a young teenager and used alcohol and drugs to enable me to be social at…
As the sheet of paper was being passed down the row, I prayed, “God, if there is a name, please…
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