My greatest challenge in this never-ending healing process is to allow the dreams and disappointments of that little girl to be processed and released by the grown ass woman I’ve become.
No Plans for the Future
WHAT on earth do you mean by that, dear blogger? Recently I’ve heard two different people talk about their minds “grinding” obsessively about shit they cannot control. I love that word – grinding – it’s perfect. The obsession of what could be, will be, or worse, should be will drive us mad. I tell people …