The weird thing about trauma exposure is that it can come back in unexpected, powerful ways. Even years after the trauma has occurred, and you have been mostly symptom-free, something can trigger a trauma response and you are nearly powerless to its might. Trauma affects the way our brains develop, how we behave, and how…
PHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH That is the sound of me blowing the dust off the ol’ blog. It has been over two years since I have written here, dayum! When typing in my blog address this afternoon, I wondered if I would have to log in again or if by some miracle it would still be auto logged-in.…
I love getting snail mail so I was pleasantly surprised to get home from work today and see a handwritten letter addressed to me. After a quick glimpse at the return address with no recognition, I wondered what baby shower, bridal shower, or engagement party invitation lay awaiting inside. Turns out it was a little more important…
This week I wrote a paper about racism that is revealed after natural disasters. While applicable to many natural disasters, I focused specifically on Hurricane Katrina and the aftermath of her havoc. I won’t bore you with the statistics, research methods, and mind numbing details, but here are the key points: A grassroots organization called Common Ground Collective (CG)…
Last night I got into bed with a stranger. I was standing alone in a hotel lobby when a gentleman sporting a mischievous grin approached me. With equal parts excitement and hesitation, he asked me to please come to his room. He would be there waiting and wanted me to meet privately with him and his wife. He said “Room…
Oh, hey. Obviously I haven’t been writing very much on here lately. In fact, I can practically see the cobwebs and dust bunnies in the corners of my screen (much like the cobwebs and dust bunnies that have taken permanent residence in my real life house). I’ve managed to publish a post here and there, but…
Last night my youngest sister, Katy, got married. I am overjoyed, proud, emotional, and in awe. Legally, she has been an adult for five years, but in my mind she is still eight years old. YES she can drink, YES she has graduated from college, and YES she pays bills and has a job, but she’s only eight. Trust…
