He walked the path of crime in other ways, not at all knowing how to process the trauma he experienced in his own life. I recently learned that, like my mother, he too was brutalized as a child…brutalized in every way a child can be. No exaggeration.
Cancer
Chapter 17
The lights were low and there was a candle lit with some fresh flowers. Under a different circumstance it would have been quite romantic.
Chapter 16
I didn’t consciously know at the time that I was learning about integration…knowing my shadow, while also emerging my light.
In Bloom 