Throughout most of my childhood,I climbed my beloved climbing tree that made sour plums in the summer.The best climbing tree in the neighborhood was in the front yard of an aged retired couplewho had been missionaries in Japan.Not a word about religion was...
I believe in the sun and the moon, that they will come around again.I believe in the clouds and the blue sky, and the starry nights.I believe in the summer and winter, that they will come around again too.I believe in the trees, the plants, and the grasses.I believe...
My father was a Rage-a-holic, verbally and physically abusive, and more…Drama “King” is an understatement.He seemed to derive pleasure from inflicting pain and humiliation on the rest of us. As a child I could not stand up to this man… Had to put up with this “bully”...
I am made of red brick, with a smoke patinafrom when I decide to belch smoke back into the housejust for fun. The girl in this house, she loves me.She loves to lay on the floor, watching the colors in the fire.Sometimes adding little wax color pots, she makes in egg...
This writing is from the point of view of the ex-husband, with the twist of some of the descriptions coming from what I have learned in recovery. It describes some of the thinking processes involved in this dysfunctional marriage and family. Handed down from...
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