HELLO! WELCOME TO MY BLOG.
The Breathing Room is a place where readers can slow down, step away from the chaos of their lives for a few minutes, and, hopefully, find a place of respite and connection.
In this space, I’ll share about the process of writing my memoir, journaling as a spiritual practice and a “way in” to sharing our stories with others, and what I’ve learned ― and am still learning ― about healing after trauma. Along the way, I’ll sprinkle in stories about Paris and my travels to other places around the world.
I invite you to take a deep breath and join me.
Stepping In
There are many ways to step into the work of advocacy and activism. I’m learning how to be an activist in a way that works for me.
Never Too Late
Was I too old? Last week I celebrated my fiftieth birthday. It’s been almost 30 years since I was sexually assaulted by a stranger in Paris, where I was living and working as a nanny the year after graduating from college. It’s been more than five years since I...
Welcome To The Breathing Room
Losing my breath. Terrified, I gasped for air with each inhale, as if someone was sitting on my chest. I was eight years old. After spending a couple of hours climbing hay bales with my siblings and cousins in the barn at my grandmother’s farm, my breathing was...
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