Unpacking My Suitcase

Moving from California to the Deep South marked the end of my early childhood.  Though I wasn’t yet sexually aware, I was already carrying a heavy load in my 7-year-old female body and spirit.  Because we didn’t have room in the car for extra luggage, I left behind more than I wanted to.  I also brought things I didn’t want or need.  Here’s what I’ve unpacked from my suitcase as of today.  I have no doubt there’s more. Read the rest of this entry »