Once Upon A Time ...

October 30, 1999

For as long as I can recall, my siblings and I have been told we should write a book about our lives and our family dynamic. We swear we are going to, but life is for living, so we continue to follow our happiness instead. It took me much longer, than my sisters, to understand that pursuing my own happiness isn't selfish; it's necessary. (I hope one day my brother will understand that too and figure out how to stop running from the past to finding happiness.)

If I ever figure out how to give recognition to the trauma and its imposers, without malice, in a way somewhere between recognition and praise, I might write that book. In the meantime, I'm just trying to share my experiences, knowledge and resources in case what I share can help someone else going through trying times.