I love dandelions. They are very special to me. I consider them a flower although most people consider them weeds. As a weed, people try to poison them, pull them out by their little heads and pull them by their roots. People try to do all sorts of things to kill the lowly dandelion, yet they still persist. They keep coming back again and again. If you think about it, they are very resilient.
I can relate to the lowly dandelion. Like the dandelion, people tried to do all sorts of things to me to get rid of me. And like the dandelion, I survived (sometimes in spite of myself). Surviving to the point of even thriving. I never thought I’d get to that position.
This is about my journey of discovery and healing. From having large gaps (years) in my memory to filling in those gaps. From death to life and everywhere in-between. I’ll cover the good, bad and the ugly. Keep in mind, I’m still on my journey; I haven’t arrived at my destination. But I will say, I covered a lot of ground on my way.
I hope to add podcasts in the near future, as I get that set up. I will keep you posted. Your comments or questions are welcome.