My Truth: Walking Dead

At the beginning of the year I wrote blog titled, “Tasha, Get up!” It was during the time when everything going on in my life was fresh. My husband at the time had walked out the door and, simultaneously, so did everyone else. Everything I tried to build came crashing down. My life was inContinue reading “My Truth: Walking Dead”

My Truth: Shattered

A couple of months ago I was trying find a word to describe my current space. Shattered is what came to mind.  ●to damage, as by breaking or crushing It seemed my world had crashed and everything was unfamiliar to me. I felt that I had lost more than I had gained. My dreams, myContinue reading “My Truth: Shattered”