Don't fear the SPANX honey, You're a HERO!

Today I got to go with my daughter to a sacrament meeting given by the special needs youth. She was called to be a buddy and has worked with the special needs mutual since August. I have been to three of these Sacrament meetings now, and each time I walk out to the car after crying off most of my make-up. I look pathetic, but I am smiling. ...more

I am always in the wrong place at the wrong time... I am always in the right place at the right time... Alt Titled- Im a clutz!

Inspired by my urgent care visit tonight… I bring to you yet another window into my life… From the view of an ER…. The First time I can remember having any kind of emergency service (I was actually looked over by a police and paramedic, didn’t actually go in anywhere) was when I was 10 (ish??...more


Before I get started I need to say this - I am not generally a supporter of anonymous writing. I believe quite strongly in standing behind your words, even when what you've written may not be what everyone else will support....more

Spilled Milk, Broken Vases… “The Day of Reckoning” continues

Canela and Dulcenia sat in the back of the dirty, acrid smelling, rickety bus, filled with all sorts of strange-looking people, and all staring with inquisitive eyes. Canela’s hands were sweating, but she would not release the lock-hold she had on Dulcenia. They sat practically frozen with fear; their hands glued together, anxiously waiting to feel the bus move and know they’ve made some distance.   “Accept today whatever the outcome is tomorrow  And know that every day is a new beginning...more

Spilled Milk, Broken Vases… continues “The Day of Reckoning”

In the dark, Canela walked to the little kitchen, searching for something…and eyed her only kitchen knife on the table, reflecting back from what little moon light came in through the window. The knife—long, wide, and sturdy—was inviting, though the tip was bent because Oracio had previously misused it to stab the table over and over…saying, “You see Canela? This is what I will do to your pretty face if you ever try to leave me. “No men will ever look at you, not scarred,” he promised....more

Dating Violence – Teens and Prevention!

Violence against women is a topic in which I have a very strong interest. From 1995 until 2007, when I moved from Cincinnati, I was actively involved with Women Helping Women, which serves Southwestern Ohio as a unique provider of crisis intervention and support services for direct and indirect victims of sexual assault, domestic violence and stalking. I was a board member and also served as board chair for a few years during that time....more

I am Relationship.

 'I don't think we should date anymore'. Stop. I want you to stop and think for a moment about your first break-up. Who knows how long you were in that dark place or if you're even out. I thought I was far from the days of listening to 'Tears on my Pillow', myself. So, I'm 28 and dating. If you're older you're probably thinking, 'You still have time' and if you're younger you'd start off with, 'You're not that old, you still have time'. My first break-up (gulp) I found out that my boyfriend was dating another woman on Myspace....more

PTSD: Not Just for Veterans!

I was messing around on the internet this morning and came across this little story:...more

Yes I feel those responses in my life, I look uninjured and so I'm treated that way alot. Even ...more

My Definition of Amazing

And there I sat… In the cold metal chair, the sound of them being bumped and shuffled as people settled in, and the sounds of string instruments being tuned. My phone vibrated, Hair on my arms raise slightly because I have to take my eyes off the door I’ve been staring at anxiously,(txt) “Where are you”… HUGE sigh of relief… He is the first to arrive, everything from this point on will be okay..(txt) “Gymnasium, Front row”… and my eyes fly back to the door, There he is… I wave him over. I Love him for a ridiculously long list of reasons, but tonight I love him for being here....more