Category Archives: Healing

As Sacred as a Sidewalk…

I was driving down Stroop the other day when I remembered a time in my life that I thought I had forgotten. I wasRead More »

The gift my mother gave me

My mother came over the other day right as I was lying the kids down for their naps. She waited for me on the couch andRead More »

We felt like children

My grandmother passed away. She was my father’s mother. I didn’t know her very well. The truth is, I have aRead More »


For me, growing up was a lot like the ocean. I was born and raised in Florida and the salty air still hangs in myRead More »

Be somebody…

When I was 12 years old my father showed up at our little house on Watervliet and I can’t remember why. IRead More »

The Dressing Room

I once was afraid of the dressing room, the things I could not fit into. The lights, the mirrors, theRead More »


It was easy to see that cigarettes would kill me until I was nic’n for a smoke. And to have a candy bar until IRead More »

Melbourne Nights (what grief feels like)

I think the hardest thing about life is death. And I believe in Jesus, I believe in heaven. I believe that someday IRead More »


I remember spending the weekend in the mental ward at Miami Valley Hospital. I was suicidal. And really it wasn’tRead More »