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The Final Letter to My Grandmother

The Final Letter to My Grandmother

Dear Grammy, As we packed up your home, there were reminders sprinkled everywhere of your dedication to the love you had for your family, as well as challenges in your overall well-being that put love to the test.  It was therapeutic to take care of your...

Facing Myself in the Mirror: Week Three

Facing Myself in the Mirror: Week Three

The final week has arrived. I feel more comfortable with myself when I look in the mirror. I talk with myself in the mirror more than I did before starting the mirror work, and in a positive way. I am excited to finish the mirror work and move into more of the...

Facing Myself in the Mirror: Week Two

Facing Myself in the Mirror: Week Two

The time has come to heal my inner child. I pulled out photographs when I was very young. Photographs my mom had collected over the years and decided I should have for myself several years ago. Sometimes I take them out to show my kids what I looked like at their...

Facing Myself in the Mirror: Week One

Facing Myself in the Mirror: Week One

Today I began Mirror Work. 21 days of intense exploration and affirmations to heal my inner child and learn to love myself. As I walk this path toward healing, I will journal openly and honestly. I will share my thoughts, my feelings, and my progress. I will expose my...

A Wave of Relief After Her Passing

A Wave of Relief After Her Passing

I couldn't even mutter the words. How did she get inside my head? What did I say that gave away my secrets? I burst into tears because I knew what was coming. I've thought those words. I covered my face, ashamed that breaking down revealed what I had thought many...

The Apology You’ll Never Get

The Apology You’ll Never Get

Sometimes your inner pain feels never-ending like there’s no way out of it. Something triggers you to relive a time you don’t want to revisit. Thoughts consume you. Feelings take over, leaving you raw with emotions once again. You might be holding onto resentments...

Pen Pal Letters Between Generations of Me

Pen Pal Letters Between Generations of Me

Dear Teenage Jess, It feels good to connect with you after all of these years, and boy did time fly! By now, you have discovered how much you love to draw and sing, and both the art room and the stage have become a second home for you. These two loves - art and music...

Who am I Behind the Pain?

Who am I Behind the Pain?

At birth, we enter into this world pure and beautiful, handled with care by the medical team, and then embraced by our parents' welcoming arms. Unconditional love reached into our souls long before our physical selves saw the first light of our new physical world....