Fighting the Good Fight

Today is a day that many of us can recall what and where we were on that fateful Tuesday morning on September 11, 2001. Others among us have friends or family that didn’t survive the events of that day, while others are living with the consequences of illnesses they came down with after being first … Continue reading Fighting the Good Fight

The Little Girl Who Wasn’t

I lived in a house from hell for fifteen years, from age three to a little over eighteen. There was constantly something happening. Doors flying open and shut, voices, footsteps. Nothing ever stayed where you put it. I was alone there a lot when my mother passed away and I was constantly terrified. One of … Continue reading The Little Girl Who Wasn’t