(I wanted to re-post this one too…..)   Imagine if you will, two people with Posttraumatic Relationship Disorder, meeting the opposite person they were usually drawn to, yet forming a bond.   If you understand the disorder, we are drawn… Continue reading

Twenty-two years ago today, I became a mom for the first time.    You know how it is when you do something for the first time, how you pretty much learn as you go, and if you do it again,… Continue reading

Being a Mail Lady you need a car underneath you that will complete the route and make the ride enjoyable at the same time.   Yesterday my ‘new’ mail car ended the day on only half of its power; my… Continue reading

This little spot we own.  The pond was dug about 18 years ago, the trailer arrived there this summer.  My husband and kids have been working on fixing up this place for a deer camp.  The girls are thinking this… Continue reading

We camped at our river last night!  Each time we put the tent up we marvel at how lucky we are to have access to such a great spot!    A family of industrial beavers helped to clear our spot… Continue reading

In 2002 I began making memory quilts due to the death of my young nephew.  I took his clothes and created quilts for his siblings and mother.   Soon after another mother who lost her 2 year old gave me his… Continue reading

Resilience has been in the news alot lately.  Resilience seems like a nice word, but to me it stands next to resistance.  So I guess it depends on how you use the word.  How are you resilient?  What is it… Continue reading

Mind Story verses Reality. What is a  mind story and what is its main purpose?  Who gets to create this and why?  Can you manipulate mind stories?  What happens to reality or to you in reality with a mind story?… Continue reading

The clarity between the Mask-less and those with Masks begs me to define the two.  What is a person with a mask, and how do they know, or do they?  Who are the ones mask-less and how do they get… Continue reading

I realized that I was left alone in my mind twice. The second time was when I was empty.  Left alone in my mind without Love’s supervision.   My old version of love supervised my life.  I had a mental… Continue reading