Private, not bad.

My daughter loves to run around our house naked. I celebrate her freedom and innocence in our home but when she started flashing our neighbours through the window I decided to pull out this book. (Note: very little is TMI for me so I talk about body parts freely but with respect. Just a warning… Continue reading Private, not bad.

Sometimes I want to delete my blog

Lying in bed waiting to go to sleep and I get this urge, “delete your blog. All of it.” It’s not the first time I have had this thought. Sometimes I want to erase my history as easily as a web browser. There are a lot of painful stories. The horror of rape, the embarrassment… Continue reading Sometimes I want to delete my blog