Broken

About one year ago, I sat at the little, plastic table littered with empty coffee cups and notebooks as I described my idea for an artistic photo shoot to my dear friend and photographer, Marsha Lane Foster.  It was a decidedly cheesy image and, as I’ve come to realize hence, quite cliche’.  I envisioned a … read more

Facing My Shame

One of my very favorite sounds in the world is another person’s laughter.  Very little brings me greater joy than knowing I put a smile on someone’s face and am the reason for a giggle or chuckle.  A lot of what I say and write is intended to be lighthearted, and I often hide behind … read more

HALT

Sometimes I just want to crawl in a hole and forget about everything.  I don’t really understand why or how, but pulling out my hair helps me do that.  I am able to just turn off my brain and go to some other place and forget for a while.  Part of me says, “Why is … read more