The fear of abandonment still haunts me, 33 Aprils from that traumatic first time. Continue reading “Abandonment: a fear that haunts”
The first time I saw Daddy cry
he stood by the door with his suitcase
and told us he and Mommy
would not live together anymore Continue reading “When Daddy left, 1983”
Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;
my body also will rest secure,
because you will not abandon me to the grave,
nor will you let your Holy One see decay.
You have made known to me the path of life;
you will fill me with joy in your presence,
with eternal pleasures at your right hand.
Psalm 16:9-11 NIV