I had absolutely no idea what anxiety looked like thirty years ago when I became a parent. My only familiarity with anxiety and how it looked was my Mom being a “worry wart” or a friend being unable to get in an airplane without an...
Seizures Happen We were at the hospital once again. Another seizure. We were used to the seizures. Our youngest son started having them at two years old. He had 50 to 100 petite mals per day and periodic grand mal seizures. (Or absence seizures and...
The Betrayal of The Brain I often hear similar statements from the Wounded Souls who have been through trauma. While the "what happened" is unique for each person, the responses to trauma are very similar. How the brain reacts is not unique, but each individual...
The Beginning of Trauma Recovery I help people recover from trauma. I help people realize it is OK to not be OK. I sit across from men and women on a daily basis. They come in looking for answers. At times, they do not know...
The Ring is More Than A Thing - A Symbol of Love I sat at the table with my ever-warm and caring Aunt Waneta - My Dad's youngest sister. Her eyes had tears in them. She was expressing concern and love towards me, as my...