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Sunday, December 14, 2014

This Sunday's Reflection... (12/14/14)

In 2006 I fell in love with MySpace.  I connected with like-minds during a period of time in which I was awakening.  I was breaking free of abuse, I was using my voice, and I had started writing poetry again.  

Sunday, December 7, 2014

This Sunday's Reflection... (12/07/14)

It's easy to lose focus of what is truly important during the Holiday Season.  We often get so caught up in Holiday Shopping, trying to impress the neighbors, our bosses, our co-workers, or even those people that we don't even know or who don't even care to know us.  The Holidays tend to take the phrase "keeping up with the Jones's" to the next level.  

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

In Support of The Heminger House

Sunday, November 30, 2014

This Sunday's Reflection... (11/30/14)

I began cleaning up my older blog posts again the other day; removing some html and re-sharing.  As I read some posts from around my 30th birthday I almost didn't recognize myself.  Not only was my writing style completely different, but I was angry.  I was FED UP and I SO BADLY wanted things to be RIGHT in my world.  It's almost as though I believed that if I declared things to be enough times they would be.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

#DV Shelter/Org. Project ~ Featuring: The Heminger House

In October of 1986 I lost both of my parents to Domestic Violence; 1 in the grave and the other went to prison.  I was 7 years old at the time.  28 years later I still have family members that carry guilt related to this.  They often tell me things like, "I wish I would have came and got you kids..." or, "I wish I would have done something..."  I've been in restaurants in my hometown and a stranger approached my Mom and me and said, "I live in your old house;  THE house."   At the time I was extremely annoyed with this stranger, but I truly believe that she didn't know what to say and she should have just said nothing instead of what she did.