In the course of my journey through early childhood trauma, I discovered two strong allies to help me hold on and not give up: nature and story. My earliest memories are of camping in the mountains of Colorado, and the mountains have felt like home since then (even when I actually lived out on the high plains).
In the withdrawn isolation of my childhood and teen years, books were my community, my teachers, and my friends. They helped me make sense of a dark world. I still have my original copies of The Swiss Family Robinson, Jim Kjelgaard’s nature stories, and all of J.R.R. Tolkein’s works.
I returned (finally!) to Colorado to earn my Master of Arts degree in Counseling here at the edge of the Rockies.
I am in the midst of writing a memoir, telling the story of of my journey through depression and into healing, with many adventures along the way.