A definition of courage
He would punish her by not allowing her to feed the kids. She would beg but he was brutal in his emotional abuse. The children were 10 months, 4, 6 and 8. She was never allowed to go anywhere other than to take the girls to school and she had to go right back home.  She didnt drive.  Anywhere. She dressed the way he wanted her to. She talked to no one.  She never looked me in the eyes when I tried to talk to her. She was a victim.  She was an illegal here in the US. She was his prisoner. I never thought twice about her being a victim in the beginning. There were no obvious signs.  She was

5 (random) thoughts on a Sunday evening....
So here are 5 (random) thoughts that I have right now. As if your interested right? 1. I wish I had a piece of strawberry shortcake as made by the Pioneer Woman.2. Will my won ton soup still taste good tomorrow?  I doubt it, it never does.3. Kanye West - come on Dude....get over yourself. 4. My throat hurts, wonder what I did with my cough drops. 5. Refer to random thought #1.

making me happy
*the picture of Michael and I after 18 years of marriage *eating bittermelon and tofu for lunch *magazines on the shelf that feature autumn themes.  *a really clean bathroom *NO MORE HOMEWORK! *renewed frie

{Dear Michael}
Today we celebrate 18 years of marriage. I wanted to write this really profound letter that spoke poetically of the romance and wonderful fairy tale life that we have shared for almost two decades now BUT it wouldn't be the whole story, it wouldn't share the depth of where we have been, it wouldn't speak of truth.   So I am just going to share

{Self Nurture-part 2}
I find it interesting that the subject I wanted to blog about became my own personal [issue] this past week and a half.Never dare to write about something if you haven't quite figured it out for yourself yet.  You see self nurture for me was easy when I was off for the summer, no lesson planning, no time lines to get up in the morning.&