Ever had a dream that you were running from someone? You know; heart beating, palms sweating, eyes darting back to see if your pursuer is about to overtake you? I did. In fact, frequent nights, I lived this nightmare in childhood. Yet somewhere along the way, my running became a way of life. And after a […]
When We Hate The Skin We Come In
“I hate my skin”. I hear from the backseat. Words not from a “cutting” teenager….but a seven-year-old. A child not even a decade. Worse yet, it was my child saying this. Her preschool aged brother then nonchalantly suggests, “Well then, why don’t you just shave it off.” I didn’t know whether to cry or laugh at […]