About this blog

I am a survivor of sexual, verbal, emotional, physical and spiritual abuse from various sources through my life from age 13. I have worked through, labored and been on my healing journey from abuse for almost 20 years now; incurring some more damage from abuse along the way but I continued to learn about myself, accept myself and LOVE myself. I learned how to extricate my life from its clutches, find myself, heal from abuse and learn to dream again....and that is what I hope to share with you in this blog. 


My education and work background is in healthcare. I have earned a B.S. in Dietetics which I used to attain my first job from where I recently resigned in my 23rd year of employment to relocate and free myself from many abusive relationships. I am a mom of a wonderful autism spectrum son. I am very much a "people person" but very introspective as well. I was a singer/soloist/worship leader/songwriter and had been intensively involved with worship music in the church up to for the past 25 years up to and including having had a wonderful opportunity of writing, arranging, recording and performing my original songs. 
I have performed with many choirs and had the joy and privilege to sing with Master Singers Chorale Inc, of Northeast Ohio; 2005-2010 under the fine direction of J. D. Goddard (who passed Feb. 14, 2020, my heart broke, may he rest in peace). I have created/coordinated/produced/directed dramas, musicals, original songs and performed them in church and other venues. I am very musical and very much a thinking and loving person who truly cares and has compassion for others who are just trying to live their lives honestly and fully. 


My first husband, Bob, was also a Christian, a short-lived "Gospel Radio DJ" in the 90's at the height of the "Southern Gospel music" craze which I ministered in many churches for close to ten years. We were married nearly 8 years resulting with no children from that union. My second (Ex, as of 8/31/11) husband, Robert and I "met in the church" and after a few months of a "whirlwind romance", we married in Jan. 1999. He also claimed to be a Christian, an abusive Christian husband that is, a true paradox.  I helped raise his daughter from age 7 and have been betrayed and abused by both of them to the point that this became the end of my second marriage and my second divorce. We have one son, Robert, age 10 and we share a loss of a son to stillbirth in April 2007. 

I began to understand verbal abuse while pregnant with our son in Feb. 2001 and began understanding emotional abuse in 2002. Several online forums such as Verbalabuse.com and Patricia Evans's books were instrumental in my healing. I didn't know that I was possibly trying to have a relationship with mentally ill and personality disordered persons until I ran across the study of personality disorders in 2009 and then all the pieces of how the abuse had penetrated and overtaken my life started coming together. I was realizing that I had been a victim of "other's" mental illness but I was "finding me" after all these years.

The purpose of this blog has become TWO fold.  I hope that this blog will show my path in my healing journey from various abuses and "how I survived" and arrived in the "place" that I am today. And secondly, I am excited to share how my "new song" has "changed its tune" and it is a good thing. My life has not only "become MY life" again but it has become more real than ever. PLEASE share them with me via comment or email...


WHY I write.... (updated June 23, 2013)



My dear friend and reader,


I really appreciate the time that you are spending to read my blog. This blog is truly a labor of LOVE and an experiment in writing for me. I hope that you will enjoy reading it. I am adding that I am writing this blog with a few specific points of reference.  I had been a very strong Christian who suffered for several years in an abusive marriage with a personality disordered (mentally ill man and his daughter) who claim to be Christians themselves. I was also raising a son whom we had thought was on the autism spectrum at the same time plus taking both my mother and father to live with us so we could care for them in their later years. 

 I would like to share my journey through abuse and "out the other side" and how dreams CAN come true if we will only believe and ACT upon what we know to be true instead of what we feel that we have been manipulated to believe.


I have suffered the loss of both parents since I began this "prologue" to my blog, "Singing a New Song"...My mother, Glenna, was diagnosed with end-stage cancer in June and passed in August 2011. My father, Ed, passed quickly and mysteriously, thought to likely be due to massive coronary due to congestive heart failure in Dec. 2012.


I believe that "finding yourself, healing from abuse and learning to dream again" is not only possible but VERY likely when you choose to begin your healing journey. I have done it and hope to share with you the steps, thoughts, actions, and ambition that I found to be helpful to me. I really do wish you health, healing, and happiness in your life. I wish you the same wonderful journey in life that I have found and I will do anything that is within my power to share how I "got here" with you. 

You are worth it!!! 


WHY I write.... (updated June 23, 2019, 6 yrs later)

Since my last "update"...I had realized that I was in love with a mentally ill man, however wonderful and besides how much I loved him, there was no room for our love. The "dream come true" turned BPD nightmare and I left at the end of 2013. When I wrote the above date, I knew that I would never marry him and that our time together was coming to an end. I had given up a job, house, and home and had left my family and friends to be with him. I had left many valuable pieces of memorabilia. They are his now. I will not be going back to claim them. My life IS and WILL BE abuse free and I am VERY happy in my new life three states away.

I've grown from writing in the blog over the past nearly 9 years. I have neglected it and had lost my muse to write in good times and bad. I had lost my way only to find myself, heal from abuse and learn to dream again. I don't know if you will be reading this, but if you are, thank you. Thank you for being curious enough about LIFE to read some stranger's musings and her journey from abuse. I've come to learn how to DREAM again. I am beginning to live MY dream, it doesn't require a special someone or loved one's approval. I am finally making my life the way that I really want it to be. I have found that struggling and healing from abuse has made me strong. It has brought my sense of humor and love for life to my writing and my writing has brought me purpose. Thank you again for joining me on this journey.
I appreciate you and thank you for the opportunity to share with you.


Update: July 16, 2020:
For historical reasons, this is being updated in what we hope to be the midst and the worst (yet and to come) part of the CoVid Pandemic which changed our lives beginning in March; March 13th is when my household and me "started staying in", they call it "stay at home". 
We went through Phase 1 and entered Phase 2 on May 28th; but as of July 16th, we are still in an adapted Phase 2 (limited live gatherings, recreation with masks and social distancing, 1/2 capacity religious gatherings, restaurants: NO theaters (movie or otherwise), bars, etc. Disney World, (Fl) just reopened). Over  138K have died; 3.53M cases since March 13th. 13.6 M cases Worldwide with 585K deaths.

We've been learning to do life differently.



Thank you for stopping in and please stop back again.
Much love and peace;