My kids are incredible humans. They've been through a lot in their lives, which has shaped them into kind, compassionate, wise young people. My son and I were up late the other night talking about relationships, when he said something... Continue Reading →
In our human limitedness, in our small perception of the universe, in our egos, our denial, our own wounds- we all fall short of perfection. Perfection, after all, is a myth.
He helps me believe that I am ok, after years of believing I wasn't. And in that, I see how very wrong I was to hate my body, and punish myself for the misdeeds of others who failed to see her as sacred and perfect.
The time has come for me to retire my first blog, Dysfunction Diaries. It's a bittersweet decision for me. I started that site about eight years ago. It was vulgar, irreverent, and usually hilarious. It's where my writing career began-... Continue Reading →
Renee Dubeau 