My name is Anne. It’s time to say important things to those now in my life and to those who have passed away. I hope to rediscover and celebrate goodness and hope through writing. My own life is littered with the effects of chronic illness and drug abuse in the lives of those close to me. I know I am not alone, yet the journey is lonely. Despite my experiences, I am still a woman of faith – even if I’m barely hanging on at times. A mother harbours a unique tendency in protecting others but still needs a safe place to reveal what she’s hiding in her heart. I hope you hear my heart. Let me hear yours, too.
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