So I’m sitting to write a story I don’t want to write. It wasn’t my intention when I picked up my pen to put down in ink what I now feel I must. I was going to write happy thoughts about what I’m learning now, at 34, not what was going on then, at around 13. But that story, which until recently, I hadn’t even thought of in years, keeps lurking in the back of […]
I’ve been empty of words to share. I suppose I’m still in shock over the tragedy at UCC. I’ve been wanting to write something healing, but at the same time, I want to hide from the outside world. You can’t heal and hide at the same time. Hiding is stagnant. Healing requires action. When your body is broken, you go through painful physical therapy to get stronger. When your heart and soul are crushed […]
