This incredible man showed me that my heart will never stop expanding. And so on this anniversary of his death my heart breaks open a little wider and my love grows a little brighter. This is my tribute to him. This is my love song.
I don’t want to always feel I need to fill in the blanks and sew up the holes and put filler in the gaps. I want there to be space. I want there to be blanks and gaps. It makes breathing easier. It offers a kind of balance. It feels most human.
After I left my husband I had a hard time finding a path to healing. I didn’t know anyone who had lived through domestic violence. No one spoke about it at least. It felt shameful. It was as though I had arrived at a cross roads in my life. Do I hide behind a mask […]
Real men don’t cry.
That’s how I was raised. That’s how my dad was raised, and my grandpa, and my great grandpa, and probably every man in my family forever.
Real men don’t show emotion. Well, happiness is okay, and anger if it’s controlled. But sadness? Crying? Never.
Hi, I posted a different picture, with the same text as above and beneath the text is the name Ella. Is that Ella Fitzgerald or someone else? I’m looking forward to your answer. Love, Gerri
HI Gerri, No the answer is that I am Ella! If you are on Face book come join the tribe. http://www.facebook.com/rebelthrivers
Have a great day and thanks for being here! xo Ella