Do you know that I use the Cross pen you gave me when I finished law school EVERY single day to scribble in my journal? I think of you every morning as I sit down with my cuppa coffee and hope you are doing well.

Sorry to hear the card was returned. Our postal delivery guy is out on extended medical leave. So, whether we get mail or not turns on whether the substitute decides to work or be lazy.

Your comment shakes my foundation. When we were at Freeman, I was absolutely operating under the delusion that my childhood was about as idyllic as it could get. It was decades later before I realized abuse isn’t love. But, you knew. You knew. Wow!

We had a DV-related murder here yesterday. . .10 feet from my car.

Today SUCKED. I fired my doctor, and I fired my case manager.

The good news is that a new case manager just called, and I didn’t miss your show. I get so confused on a good day as to when it is on. . .today. . .fer-gid-about-dit. Did I get the NY accent right?

The BEST news is that my college roommate ~ who is fabulous ~ left a message with her e-mail address. I bawled myself some happy tears over it.

Did you get the help you needed – Lord please do not be homeless roday! We have go to start a group at TMU to halp omen find work so they never have to facxe homelessness! This will have to be one of our very first priorities! You have inspiried me!

Point me to Mary’s blog- I would like to meet her too!

And I am going to redo my links so I need a new list !

Better yet just send me some notes to promote this and remember to promote it to all your blogs too.

And I invite you other ladies to join us tonight.

I’m wondering if you’d be willing to have me interview you or to write a guest column for my life rafts section.

Also, Oprah’s producers are looking for people like you to be on her show ~ you’re point of view meshes perfectly with her own.

You’ve given me clarity about something that has frustrated me for decades. Yesterday afternoon, I realized ALL my therapists didn’t have the courage to deal with my reality. Their fear blocked my ability to get effective treatment. LOL ~ you know it’s a bad therapy day when the client is counseling the therapist about fear, denial, and dealing with reality!

I discovered a long time ago that we get the best help from fellow survivors. Now, I understand exactly how and why this is true. People who have not stared down the barrel of a gun and lived to tell the tale just don’t get what it takes to survive. I’m thinking of the brave 16-year-old girl near Eatonville, WA who had to rescue two armed police officers during a close-range shoot-out with her daddy. They were there to protect her, but she ended up having to protect them. She had better survival instincts. She had more courage.

This morning I printed out RCW 9A.32.055. I’m thinking it is time to be clear with the people who are being PAID to help me: my mother’s conduct is criminal. . .a class A felony.

I am glad that something I said gave you reason to think about things in a different light.

I’m glad that your chat with RitaAnita went well and that you are now looking towards the rainbow at the end of your tunnel that you so richly deserve.

Blessings to you!

You will be happy to hear that I spoke to RitaAnita Linger this afternoon about your vision. She starts her new job on Monday.

The upside of this shizza is that we’ve all connected over it. IMHO, I think we’ve got the waterfront covered. I’m going to pledge to do the best practices piece. And, I think I’m going to add a page to my web site directing traffic to viable on-line help. We need to beat the perpetrators at their own game. And, we need to make it easier for women who need help to find it.

Sending cyber hugs to you and best wishes for a speedy recovery. I’ll “see you” on the radio tomorrow night ~ sounds like a GREAT program.

We have all been through the fire(s) and we are reborn from the ashes. We may be abused again but we will never be broken!

I wish I only lived a stones throw from any one of my sisters….then we could hug, cry and laugh..then laugh some more!