With fingers crossed I am counting the days. Counting. The. Days. 🤞

I've been silent for a few weeks. I've used this time away from my keyboard to heal and recover from the events of July 22. On that day I experienced a verbal attack which left me questioning everything I know to be good and true about my character. In most situations I am quite adept at defending my character when confronted with hostile actions. I am definitely not a confrontational person but am certainly not someone who will cower and cry when I encounter negative energy.

I read something earlier that won't leave my mind...Silent treatment is aggressive behavior. If you're actively and purposely ignoring someone then you are actively trying to punish that person. This makes perfect sense to me. Here's when I am as I write this and why the above words resonated with me: I have someone in my life to whom I cannot speak. It's not because the interaction is forbidden or impossible or because I think my silence will hurt him as effectively as his n

To have been a part of raising two boys in a childhood from which they don't have to spend their adult life recovering from is the most important accomplishment in my life. To have shared this with a man who is gentle and kind has been equally as valuable. Everyone goes through tough patches in life. Everyone. At this very moment, life has me questioning my strength and my character on a very deep level. I know these self-destructive thoughts of failure and defeat will eventu