When I’m Not Myself

I often say I am a recovering perfectionist. I’m a recovering chameleon, too. As a child I moved around every few years; as an adult I have followed a similar …

On the Other Side of Glory

Mama, We know you were elated when you found out about each one of us. We were, too. Your heart beating in soothing rhythm and your warmth filled up our …

Not Healed, But Healing

If you were peek in at my life from simply what I have been writing recently, you would think that my life seems great. We are getting out as a …