Love letters and the long way home….

By jennifer | July 9, 2016 |

Shame is a psychopath with a fake badge. Guilt – it has some value. Guilt says,  “hey,  that was a bad call.  So not you.  Go apologize.” It’s crisp.  Clear. Put things right because you’re not gonna want to haul this around. “Acknowledge. Own. Forgive. Learn. Grow,” Guilt counsels.  Go clean off and get back in the game. Shame doesn’t care about you…

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To write through the window…………

By jennifer | June 19, 2016 |

The windows are open to a warm October afternoon as the phone rings and I’m startled  by the sound of the roar in my head as my eyes land on the caller ID and see my hand  lift the receiver. Children’s Home Society of N.C. I answer in slow motion, feeling the turn of the earth as a season changes. ~  ~  ~  ~  ~ She’d just turned 18 the last…

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Teardrops in the wind…..

By jennifer | March 15, 2016 |

I post this every year….a healing,  loving ritual because I need to somehow honor those days out loud, especially for those who maybe still haven’t found their voices yet. And for all mothers everywhere,  because our hearts bear always the stretch marks of loving and letting go. It was March,  1979. Breezes turned balmy and I…

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