Mom wasn’t home that day but when she returned her home was in ashes.
My Blog: A Potpourri of living life, paralyzed and confined to a bed, how I got this way, how I cope, and my perspectives. I am also a CSA, rape, and human trafficking survivor.
Some call me “Wildflower” because … I … survive … the sights that I see when I venture out, the joy of breathing fresh air, of reading and viewing for which I am grateful, yet I prefer my solace – Scorpio hidden in the universe amid twelve grandchildren and the story of humanity, self-deprecating and struggling with self-esteem and what people say; but there are always sea-foam green, teal, lavender, and yellow Brie, dark chocolate, cherries and the Mediterranean: people ask me for my recipes; I travel virtually and survive wildlife and crime to help fellow victims; I am the Witness, I am the Sentinel: welcome to my musings!
Originally posted on Boundless Blessing by Kamal. I tried to reblog but it did not work. So I copy and pasted it. This is an excellent post. Why Worry…………. There is an excellent ‘Irish Philosophy’ that says it so perfectly on the topic for today: “Why Worry”. In simple words it tells us […]
Thanksgiving day is celebrated mainly in America and Canada. Much like the annual harvest festivals celebrated in other countries throughout the world.
Dismantled by my abusers
There dwells a hole within my heart Only one can fill.
It’s been a long two weeks or maybe a month. I have had several doctor appointments along with diagnostic and home study medical tests.
Bear Hug – Brown Bear and Cub Nap Time for These Precious Chimps
The moon slept on that lonely dirt road As the clouds wept muddying the ground A Victorian house set at the top of the soggy hill
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