Month: December 2019

New Year’s Eve

I hope everyone is having a wonderful New Year’s Eve! Hannah Joy and I started our day cuddling in my chair. She likes to sleep on my lap under a blanket with only her nose sticking out. I like it because she keeps me…

Repairing the World

This is the last in a series of posts about abuse, beginning here. The tongue has the power of life and death,     and those who love it will eat its fruit. (Prov. 18:21) I spent a month writing and rewriting my previous three posts…

Checkmate

This is the third in a series of posts about abuse, beginning here. This post is a story about being checkmated in a crazy-making psychological chess game. But it’s not all bad. This is also a story about determination, recovery, and healing. Both EJ…

The Psychological Chess Game

In my last post, I tried to explain how difficult it is to recognize a covert abuser, especially if you are ignorant of the dynamics of abuse. Abusers are so deceptive and manipulative, and so skilled at making their victims second-guess themselves, that it’s…

To Tell The Truth

I’ve been pondering for a number of weeks (years, really) how to describe narcissistic/emotonal abusers to those who are ignorant about the dynamics of abuse. Dr. George Simon has said that what he calls “character disturbed people”–manipulative people such as narcissists, sociopaths, and psychopaths–are…

Hannah Joy’s Gift

I have friends who we’ve “adopted” as family. My friends sent Hannah Joy a Christmas gift. Because of a snafu, it arrived after Christmas instead of before, but I reassured my friend that Hannah didn’t know any better. Hannah was so excited to get…

Merry Christmas & Happy Hanukkah!

I hope your holidays are filled with peace and joy Our friends, who are really our “adopted” family, sent us an Instant Pot for a gift. We received it a week or so ago, and we’ve been having a wonderful time with it. It’s…

Pardon My French

I haven’t written for a couple weeks–not since December 1. I (and EJ too) have had a lot on my mind that I’ve been processing and working through. It is difficult to write when my heart is filled with sadness. Yet, we know that…

The First of December

EJ left on Friday morning to hunt in the 100-acre woods on the other side of the state. Sadly, he didn’t get a deer (I actually saw more at our Enchanted Forest than he did) but he got a chance to enjoy quiet beauty…

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