What is it about story telling ? We do it as parents, its sweet and filled with sweetness, or mystery! And we do it as friends…as a way of connecting with one another. We sure do a lot of it as moms. Get a group of moms together, and you will hear a ton of stories about the battle, the potty, the hood (the motherhood, that is)….the struggle.

              It is important to share our stories on a primal level for women. It is imperative for our survival, we need tribes. Simple. We were not meant to do this alone. And yet so many of us do. I am so guilty of this, of wrapping myself up in my home, my world, my kids, my blanket of lonliness. I recognize it. Yesterday, I started the process of sharing my story and felt so much love and courage from the ladies who read it. And then last night, I crashed. My family went to the gym, and I stayed home. I sat and cried. It was true , just like my new friend Rhonda said…you have to grieve the past. I don’t know how many times I might just break down and cry, but I know that I am not alone in it.

   What does it look like when we stop choosing the stories we tell, and start telling the whole truth ?  Who will it affect ? Mostly us. The power of testimony. That’s the superhero power that I choose.