A Gift for the Single Moms on Mother’s Day

When I was pregnant with my child, the definitive outcome of single mama-hood loomed as the first Mother’s Day approached. The realization that there would be no flowers or gifts from the person who helped to create this life was downright sad. Continue reading

Whip it, Whip it Good

burlapThe evening has come, my darling is asleep and it is time for the hour I have been waiting for. This is the hour where I can take all that I suppressed throughout the day and release the pain, judgment, and shame. I carefully undress and grab the garment that is assigned for this hour. As I adorn the scratchy material, I go to my closet and grip the leather-bound tool to administer my assignment. Continue reading