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When I was 10 my dad hit me with a belt until I had bruises because I was a ‘bad kid’. For 11 years I thought that was completely normal & I deserved it. But I know now that what he did was...

In 1983 I was at the South Suburban ice rink in Littleton, Colorado. This place became my second home. My brother was playing hockey and I would often find myself joining the other siblings who were...

In 1983 I was taken from my front yard by a stranger. He asked me if I liked candy, and at the sweet young age of 3, of course I liked candy. So I got into the car with him and off we went. He took...

My story began fifty-one years ago and continues to this very day.  Like every other child who has been abused, my story begins in innocence.  It begins with trust.  Trust in those who were there to...

As this new year begins, I’d like to give some positivity, as well as some hope and encouragement to all the families who are thinking of adopting or have started the process and may feel like...

We all hear voices in our heads. Ok, I know what you’re thinking, but just hear me out. We hear the doubting voice, the overly critical voice, the voice that tells us to give into fear, the voice...

We live in Michigan now. We moved here in June. Right after school let out for the summer. We sold our farm. And basically everything. Even the chickens. We are renting a house. Right in town. In...

We are sitting around the supper table. In Northern Minnesota, the evening meal is called supper. And not dinner. We say it’s dinner time when we are eating lunch. I don’t know why. And, I guess...

My father thought that it was necessary for children to fear their parents in order to behave. He thought that kids were born bad. He was physically abused as a child by his own father, and then...