It’s strange what survivors will do to cope with the things that they have experienced in their lives. They have to do whatever it takes to deal with the horrors that they live. To survive. The physical body can handle abuse much more easily than the mind. Mental abuse works at the person’s own self…
Month: November 2017
What A Difference A Day Makes
Every once in a while the opening line of an old song by Dinah Washington https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OmBxVfQTuvI plays in my head. The line, which is also the title of the song, is “What a Difference A Day Makes”. A day. 24 hours. You wouldn’t think a lot can happen in a day until it happens to…
Be The Reason Someone Gives Thanks
The calendar has reached the time of year when it’s time to take stock of our lives and find all the things we have that we didn’t realize we had. We find all the reasons to give thanks. It’s also a time of the year that can be awfully depressing for some people. Those with…
Is Your “Friend” Killing You?
How often lately have you heard the phrase “toxic person”? This doesn’t refer to someone who poisons your food and makes you ill. (Although such a person certainly would be toxic as well!) Toxic people are poisonous to our souls and spirits. If someone around you is poisoning you, would you be aware of it? …
Torn Between Two Worlds
Where am I? I often seem to ask myself this question. When I ask it, I am not questioning my physical location. I am aware of where my physical body is. I am wondering where I am in my head. Which world am I in? I don’t know if this is a particular occurrence for…
Sheltered in the Pine Boughs
The cold wind blew through the pine branches Shell had pulled together as a shelter against the Wisconsin weather in November. Earlier in the day the sign by the bank flashed a temperature of 15 degrees. It wasn’t unheard of but it was unusual to be this cold before December. The ragged duffel bag that…
Silent Tears
Late at night when the moon is full And I’m sitting up all alone, Tears fall silently down my cheeks Although I keep this fact unknown. Sometimes my thoughts are so heavy I fear nobody could understand. I grapple with them on my own Afraid to ask someone for a hand. I let the painful…
I Write For Me
As I sit here in front of the computer with a blank word processor document open on the screen I can think of a handful of things I should be doing instead. I really should email Sally, my third cousin twice-removed. It’s only been 23 years since we last spoke. She might remember me. Cookie…
Reason, Season or Lifetime?
There’s a saying I’ve seen multiple times on social media which states that people come into our lives for a reason, for a season or for a lifetime and it is our responsibility to determine which one they are. Those who are here for a reason come into our lives when we need help of…