Thank you for being here. I’m allowing my inner nineteen-year-old to share her experience. She has been frozen in time. I could have stopped these posts a few weeks ago. In the midst of the pandemic of COVID-19 virus circumnavigating the globe I can hear myself say, ‘Don’t we have enough to deal with right […]
teenage pregnancy
Bad. Wrong. A Burden.
I’m currently mapping a year of recovery from a traumatic injury. I now share this experience, through the eyes of my nineteen-year-old. Why? Because she has been communicating with me and needs to hear her own voice. She has a report to give. She is not a victim and has never felt a need to […]
