The Person I am Most Thankful For by Cate Luther

Families struggling with the problems of mentally ill children are so in need of encouragement and community, it is wonderful to be able to share this post. Please pass it on to those who struggle.

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doctor silhouetteIn this month of giving thanks, many people espouse that they are thankful for their health or their family or even a sunshiny day. While all of those things are pretty wonderful and worthy, I have one particular person that I’m most thankful for.

You might think it is my husband or even my best friend but you’d be mistaken. Don’t get me wrong both of these people have been my lifeline on many occasions but this person I am referring to, gave me my daughter. Nope, I did not adopt my daughter. She’s my flesh and blood. My daughter’s psychiatrist who I am referring to. She is my hero.

My daughter has a mental illness along with an alphabet soup of other disorders. In the Summer of 2013 my child’s mood swings and rages were out of control. They started because a medication that had been partially working for…

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The Secret Keepers

My impulse was to ignore this post, just like I’ve tried to ignore the impact of a similar event in my life, but I no longer ignore its impact. I celebrate this writer’s bravery. Thanks.

Mended Musings


I’m going to do something I’ve never done before. I’m going to ask you to share this post. Reblog it, share it on Facebook, tweet it. Someone out there needs to hear this message today. Even if you think you don’t know anyone who has been abused. Even if you don’t read the entire post.

About a month ago I was asked by Dawn at WTF words, thoughts, feelings to contribute an essay for an anthology that she and Joyelle are creating for parents who are survivors of childhood sexual and physical abuse (learn more at

I submitted my essay but I also want to shine a bigger spotlight on this project because I fear that they may not get many submissions. Not because it’s not a worthy cause or because there aren’t enough people out there to contribute but because survivors of abuse are secret…

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Working Things Out With Chris

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original art by Kathleen Holdaway Swain

Chris was the meanest kid around.  He threw rocks, kicked his dog, stole lunch money out of desks, broke in line for lunch, and was sassy to the teacher.  He had a giant pile of sand in his yard and dared anyone come near it.  All the kids avoided him. Continue reading