Since I began spiritual rehab a few years ago, I’ve found that there are very few people I can discuss it with. People nod their heads and furrow their brows. They never ask any questions. They make assumptions. I can see it in the way they look at me right before they change the subject…
Tag: Compassion
Darling, Just Be Real
I live with my family in a small, New England seaside town. It’s very quaint and pretty. For years I had dreamed of living in such a place. Other teenage girls had posters of Bon Jovi on their walls. I had maps of Boston. Then, at a time when I thought all was lost, God…