Day 31

Queen of my own heart. Liver of my own life.

Former target of domestic violence.

Advocate for others who still are.

10 long years of sorrow, joy, heartache, love, pain, hope, regret, illness, gratitude.

10 years ago today since we left that house of horror.

Recovery is a life-long project … or feels that way at least.

Reach out to someone who you know has been there too. ❤︎

 

 

Signs of Renewal

All things renew themselves

Before I left Maleny, which I did from necessity rather than choice, I took a cutting of a stunning Jasmine that I used to pass every day on my walks in the wilderness. Never having had any luck with jasmine cuttings before I expected it to die like the rest of them. But this little […]