So with a gentle fire in her eyes and fierce determination in her heart, she threw on knee-high black leather boots and slogged around in seemingly shitty piles of truth for awhile.
She knew it wouldn’t be pretty.
Still she smiled- cherishing this moment profoundly.
Because she knew with every fibre of her being that it was fucking beautiful.
~Sarah Harvey~
My intent with this blog is to simply move thoughts, memories and hurts from the inside to the outside, as neatly and humanely as I possibly can.
This is the kind of self medicating that I feel will benefit me greatly on my journey and heal me in the places that need to be healed.
I am your average middle aged (WOW!!) woman, with plenty of opinions and miles of experience.
Mother of two grown sons and a twenty year career in healthcare.
My absolute favourite thing to do is laugh !
More insights can be found here:
Survival Skills 
I love the way you’ve changed your blog. One can feel the truth in your words. Such a gift
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Thank you! I was going to ask your opinion on that. I need to spend some time making it easier to navigate.
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It seems pretty simple to me. Clean and straight forward, like your words. Btw, is that one of your poems?
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No! I think I referenced the author…I better go look and make sure. 😀
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Tyler Knotts, bac?
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Sarah Harvey on the main page.
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I read this when I first started following your blog and totally loved it. I’m glad we’re connected Shannon. (Thanks Calen). *hugs* to you both today. ♥
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