Most of my writing and speaking has been on the topic of abandonment.
As a teenager, my father left us on Father’s Day weekend. Overnight our world was shattered. I’ve experienced much abandonment since then. Grandparents and friends dying, broken relationships, extended family walking away and even abandoning myself at different times.
I creatively write to remind people of the truth.
Truth is, we all have an engaging, worthy story.
We would all do well, to remember that our story began long before we were abandoned.
Are you ever mired so deep that you can’t remember what life was like before you experienced abandonment? It’s easy to do.
What would your life look like if it wasn’t defined by abandonment?