An Extraordinary Life

Lately, I have struggled with life in general. Two years ago, I was diagnosed with a mental illness that basically stems from a core belief that I am worthless, along with dual fears of abandonment and rejection instilled in me during very traumatic formative years....

Redefining Beauty

“Mom, what are those lines on your tummy?” I paused slightly at my daughter’s words, knowing my reaction in this moment was important. “Oh, those? Those are called stretchmarks, honey.” And as I finished changing my shirt (without...