Had I of known each woman would forever leave her mark, change me with her sorrows and joys I might have passed. After all I have been a therapist for twenty years. Little could be said that I had not already heard in some form or another. And yet, with them each revelation touched my heart as though for the first time. Of course I am getting ahead of myself. I sometimes do.
– Idona (A Character)*
*Snippet from Stained by Teresa Little
These children can’t understand how time will change things, how relationships and children will change things. Some wounds are to the core and while cleaned, bandaged, and sutured, shrapnel is left behind. There are those lucky enough to have these shards arise to exit on their own, but for most of us, our luck does not extend so far. I believed I had dealt with my demons, placed them to bed and eradicated them back to the nether regions of hell that spawned them. Yet if I am to be honest with myself I pushed the shrapnel back in, deemed Continue Reading →