The Girl Left Behind : This Is My Now: A Journey of Healing, Truth, and Becoming – Series
This is my now. Now is the life I’m living—today, in this moment. Now holds the weight of three marriages, three divorces. Now […]
Woodstock: The Soundtrack of a Generation: From Monterey to Woodstock – Series
Charles Fleischer is the originator of the quote “If you remember the ’60s, you really weren’t there”, which has […]
When Mother’s Day Hurts: A Parental Alienation Story
When Mother’s Day Hurts: A Reflection from an Alienated Mom. I am a mother experiencing parental alienation, where my daughter has been unjustly influenced to […]
Simple Living in Retirement: Embracing the Gray Space Between What Was and What’s Next
I set out to live a simple, uncomplicated life when I retired. At the time, I believed that meant cutting out anything that might disrupt […]
The Girl Left Behind – Before and After: A Daughter’s Search for Truth and Healing – Series
So much of my life feels like scattered fragments—moments and memories that never quite form a whole. It’s a painful kind of disconnection, one that […]
Woodstock: Road to Woodstock: A Teen’s Psychedelic Journey and Coming of Age – Series
Flashback. It has been almost fifty-five years since Woodstock. Over 500,000 people came together on a 600-acre farm to celebrate peace and music in the […]
Finding the Happy Medium: Self-Reflection Without Blame
Do you feel like something is quietly stealing your joy? Frustrated by the space between your expectations and what life delivers? It’s good to be […]
The Girl Left Behind – What Came Before: Uncovering Truth Through Trauma and Memory – Series GalleryThe Girl Left Behind – What Came Before: Uncovering Truth Through Trauma and Memory – Series
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The Girl Left Behind – What Came Before: Uncovering Truth Through Trauma and Memory – Series
So much of my beginning was shaped by my grandfather’s quiet strength.
It feels right, at least to me, that I’m beginning to write this story […]