Fear Not Friday

Did you call me a liar? Let me ask you this, “Have you lived through my experience?” “Were you next to me when my memory returned?” The night hour sweats as another scene gorged its way through my denial. The terror of going to sleep. The body aches that returned…

What if you don’t tell, and more happens? The alternative to telling the truth is deafening. What if you tell and someone says you are a liar? Tell anyway. You know the truth. You know your story. What if I tell the truth and someone listens? Ah, that can…

The book A Prisoner by No Crime of My Own has been professionally edited and will be published this year. To pique interest, I will share tidbits from the manuscript with you each Tuesday. Chapter 3 — Indoctrination “But I think I know so well the pain we children clutch…

Introspection — what better way to start a week. Question: If God said to you, “Trust Me,” could you? Trust is an illusive word that is overused as far as I am concerned. Which of us holds pure trust in our hearts? Which of us walks this planet without some…

I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with you. Jewel: Hope! It is the very essence of my life that abusers could not take from me. Against all odds, I maintained HOPE. Gem: H appiness gained through the belief that something good is coming. O ptimism when the…

The book A Prisoner by No Crime of My Own has been professionally edited and will be published this year. To pique interest, I will share tidbits from the manuscript with you each Tuesday. Chapter 25 | Another Voice in the Storm Healing happens in the most obtrusive ways. You…

They told my story of who the murdered woman very likely might be. Here is the link: <iframe src=” https://art19.com/shows/the-vanished-podcast-wondery/episodes/e90120e8-642b-4bdb-ab4e-e9bc81fb7313/embed?theme=dark-blue&#8221; style=”width: 100%; height: 200px; border: 0 none;” scrolling=”no”></iframe>. Here’s the episodes introduction: It was during the summer of 1968 that a 35-year-old woman named Madeline Babcock disappeared from Venice, California…

I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with you. Jewel: I am not the evil I came through. I had to grow up around such hatred, ugliness, jealousy — pure wicked. Murderer, rapist — violence. Chaos was everywhere. Today I know that none of that past is maintained…