There aren't many victories when you're a survivor of sexual abuse. Healing is slow to come, and when it does the deep scars remain. But today, I want to toast to the women who spoke out and who took the... Continue Reading →
I found a small spider creeping on my neck last night after we put Augustine to bed. I was drinking my allotted drop of wine with a generous side of raspberry sorbet, trying to relax. The toddler is in a... Continue Reading →
There is always that first good day, after a couple weeks in the darkest of places when the mental clouds lift just enough for me to see how wonderful my life is. My lovely little life. And I cry because... Continue Reading →
I'd be lying if I said that I was overwhelmed at the 1500 people who read my blog about what it was like to experience Trump's election as a sexual abuse survivor. (Ok, it'd only be a half lie because... Continue Reading →
It's been a week since the election, and most everyone has said their words. Hate crimes and bullying rhetoric fill the news, but love is also rising. Strong love, disciplined love, intentional love. Common practices are entering the public square... Continue Reading →
I have never known an ending. Not truly. Who knows what the Lord can do? Pauses and breaks, yes. Most certainly. Maybe even what feels like a dropped story line of a relationship or two, or a lost dream. But... Continue Reading →
I didn't wear my rings to dinner. I forgot to put them back on. I admitted that it was my fault-not my husband's-that I didn't shower soon enough. So I turned off the water and put on perfume and rushed... Continue Reading →
It's a hotdog in bed kind of a day. Yesterday was a phone call session with my therapist, because the baby was finally sleeping and the rain was too much for the pair of us to go out in. She... Continue Reading →
Poor Ted came home to me bawling on the couch. Is there anything worse than a newly wed husband coming home finding his young wife weeping her makeup off? "I-I-I- - -TH-TH-THIS," I wailed pointing to my computer which is... Continue Reading →
C. M. Sangalis 