Slashing became a part of my life at 21. Shocking behavior, some might think, but not so to me. I'd been two decades in a severely-dysfunctional family and I could only guess at what healthy was. Cu

I am reprinting several articles I wrote in the late 80s and early 90s. All of these are true stories. In fact, the things that happened to me, chose my life's mission--to fight against all kinds of v

I'm so eager to work on freeing myself from within that it has been hard to focus on much else.  That is what my life is about this year and I plan to make good on it.  As it goes with such things, th

So many things are beyond our control, beyond my control. So what do you do? Do you lament and feel sorry for yourself? Or do you pick yourself up and try and make the best of it? Well, it's OK to fee

PLUS Model Magazine, according to an article by Tamara Abraham for the United Kingdom-based online blog Daily Mail, has sparked controversy. See if you can guess what the controversy is from the accom

I sing and dance when I feel good. Not well, mind you. My younger son was but a toddler, trapped in a moving vehicle with his off-key mother, when he said, "Mom, can you please sing inside your head?"

  On July 5, 2011, many people, including myself, were shocked to hear the words “Not Guilty” resonate in an Orlando courtroom at the Casey Anthony murder trial. Despite our need or desire to put the

Yesterday, Today, and Beyond Some days it seems like yesterday that I defined myself as my mother’s friend and caregiver. I worked 50 hours a week at whatever job I could find. Sometimes two or three

  Brian had slammed the front door with such force on his way out, it bounced back open. Deb, overcome by the tidal wave of his ignorance, fell against the perpetual pile of stuff in the dining room.

  Every morning, I’d been waking to the beauty of spring unfolding. Cherry blossoms, orange blossoms, and the songbird symphony. Smiles from my son, his natural joy sprinkled life as we moved through