This is the first time "blogging" but not the first time I have written. Actually I enjoy words (creating, rhyming, thoughts, sayings etc) but have lived in fear of so many things  for so long I have not pursued my dream of getting published.

I have lived in the area for 5 years and @ first traveled to the city to attend another non denominational service. But the family did not feel that it fit us since we were already a new/step family and so many things were happening.  I was struggling with fears, a new marriage with kids from my first one and an adult step-child with his own family. As  survivor of various abuses - I too was angry. It was soon to be revealed to me I was angry about a lot of things. I thought I was handling it. But I "knew" I wasn't.