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Sometimes I need inspiration for a post. Luckily, I have met some amazing folks during this blog journey. One, gave me a great idea! Ms. Kenya of Sporadic Publications did a post about all the names she has. She had … Continue reading →

I work with bullies. I work with kids being bullied. I work with parents who are bullies. I work with parents who were bullied. It’s out of control. In a serious, life-threatening way. It’s not the bullying of days gone … Continue reading →

When she was 5 years old, she often came home from kindergarten and stayed home alone, sometimes for the entire night. She slept under her bed when she was left alone, so no one could find her. Sometimes in the … Continue reading →

Last Sunday, on a whim (and because I lacked the ability to pull together sentences), I did a stream of consciousness post. Then I googled this concept and found my people! My people being those who participate in Stream of Consciousness … Continue reading →

I’m so excited to be featuring a post that my very own Mom wrote today! You can call her SandyB. Everyone else does. Today is the opening day of (rifle) Deer Season in Vermont. I grew up in Vermont, and in … Continue reading →

I am a therapist. Okay, technically I am a Licensed Clinicial Social Worker (LCSW) – say that 10 times fast. But the word everyone knows? Therapist. What do I bill as? Therapist. So I guess, that makes me a therapist. Unfortunately, … Continue reading →

Linking up with Mamakat’s writing prompt today for the first time! The challenge I chose was to write a poem ending with “my friend.”  I couldn’t get the button to work, so the link will have to do for this … Continue reading →

I was right in the middle of a dream (although I forget what about now), when I was suddenly awakened by Jenn shaking my arm. I could see she was wide awake and looked almost a little distressed. “Honey,” she … Continue reading →

Before I met Casey, there was a time that I didn’t want biological children. Let’s face it, I have a pretty crappy set of genes in some ways, and I became determined that I didn’t want to continue passing them … Continue reading →

I was about 23. It was a cold night. Below zero. The homeless shelter I worked at was over capacity, we couldn’t accept any more people. My heart ached. What a failed system. How was this helping? He was disheveled. … Continue reading →