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In the slight exhale before her words form, resolve overtakes defeat. “I promise you, my little sister, one day, I will take you away forever.”   I was 13 years old in the summer of 1987. My big sister, Maria, and I drove onto Deception Pass Bridge, the structure that crosses a deep and turbulent channel…

I find joy in what most people must think is a mundane, ordinary, even frustrating routine—the 5.1-mile, traffic-infested daily drive from our home to my kids’ school. But this drive is not an inconvenience to me. Rather, quite the opposite.

I’ve put together a tool that consists of journal prompts to help you identify the critical choices you’ve made in your own life.

After a childhood of trauma, abuse, and neglect, Trish Kendall’s life feels perfect. Kendall explores the process of creating home in this personal essay.

My definition of success has changed over the last 25 years: First, I wanted to live clean and sober and as I worked to achieve this success, I learned the power of a two-way agreement.  And then my definition of success grew…. I wanted independence. As I worked to achieve this success I learned that if I do the little…

In my previous post, I brought up my journey from my worst day to my best day. I’d like to share a glimpse into my worst day with you.    It’s April 22, 1994. My thumb, burnt from the heat of the lighter, keeps the flame steady to liquify the rock. The sizzle makes my…

At a glance, I might seem as normal as any middle-aged, professional woman, happily married with two children (and a dog!) living in the suburbs of Massachusetts.