Dear Mom, It's been many years since you passed away and that ache, no matter what anyone says has not gone away.  I miss you so much & in so many ways.  I didn't tell you often enough how much I

  Her long golden hair whipped in the breeze. Flying into her face as it came loose from the black ribbon that had tied it, she watched the ribbon fly off, clinging to a tiny branch out of her reach.

Okay, fine. It's not that my shoes all suddenly need to be broken in more. My feet are swollen. And fine, the needle on the scale continues to dip. And that pain in my fingers, in my muscles, in my

Thanks to those of you who are clicking through to my blog Nascent Niknud and following my efforts to get off prednisone. What you're really doing is peeking into the life of someone with a chronic il

In case you don't know, prednisone is a steroid used to treat all manner of inflammation. It's great for that. The problem is that it's also poison. Besides causing insomnia, acne, and a host of other

The Boston Marathon has been a landmark event for one hundred and nineteen years. It is not just a local event, though it is an event that all people in the state hold dear, even if they aren’t runne

  Much was said today following the announcement of the death of Margaret Thatcher. Some said she didn't have an ounce of humanity. Clearly the ones who talked about dancing on her grave have plenty o

This is a fictional piece which captures the persona of a woman whose life and spirit I admire and value so much.     Multi-faceted, passionately aloof woman, lover of foreign accents (or bad copies

I had a hard time narrowing down who I wanted to talk about. To be honest there is so many women in my life who inspire me and made me the woman I am today. In all truth, I never did narrow it down to

  There are so many women that have for different reasons inspired me and continue to do so. Some of them have passed from this life and some are still with us. Because, of this I decided to would wri

  Her red floors shone with wax and polish, 3D artwork (that would look foolish in another's home) graced the mantle, food on the stove, ever-ready for guests, adobe house furnished art-deco style wi

Dear Women on the Verge Community, For those of you I have had the honor to come to know, you are aware that the bulk of my work is dedicated to teen relationship awareness with an emphasis on prevent

It's tempting to tell my own rape story but I won't. I will only say that I was 14 years old. I didn't tell the police. I didn't tell my mother. I only told the friend who accompanied me when I went l

****Trigger Warning For Content Related to Sexual Assault**** It took almost twenty years for me to acknowledge the break-in that happened a few short weeks before I left for college wasn't an attempt

  Some will say we are past our prime Experience is thrown away Today, the young are all that count Old man, old woman your time has passed   Not our issue if you can’t survive You should have saved,

You were only fourteen When innocence was lost And he was thirty-five A sisters husband too A man for you to trust   Instead he was frightening Slyly ogling you Your nipples are so ripe Young and vir

  Yesterday, I met Ana Lewis of Women on the Verge for the first time. It was an honor. She is as amazing as her mission. We laughed a lot, got serious about some subjects, and spent four hours over b

You must have been asking for it, baby. That tight ass in those skimpy clothes & that cleavage that never stopped screaming come and get me. The way you leaned against the bar all night, eyes da

Rape, a word and despicable act every woman should stand against. There is no excuse for it. None. So, how can some women betray others by laughing about it, finding "excuses" for the rapists, and ev

  I didn't know what it was, but I knew it was bad. Really bad.   The pretty girl was popular, blond and she always hung out with a group of boys. They seemed to admire her, cater to her every nee