I have been called a variety of names in my life. My birth certificate says my name is Chanelle Davis. That's not my name. That name wasn't even chosen for me. When I was seven I learned to write out Chanelle in cursive. I loved it. I would start with the curve of the capital… Continue reading Identity
"Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul." - Henry Ward Beecher I think I did it. I realized the key to a life filled with joy. Some of you might say, "well duh", at this revelation - it took me some time to accept how truly simple it is. I see a… Continue reading Thanks
My little sister is getting married this week. Like most weddings, plenty of preparations have been made. I've never driven to Pittsburgh before. I've stocked up the car to be ready for anything that may happen on the way down. I have two outfits to pick from in case I change my mind and depending… Continue reading Wedding Prep
I was a very emotional kid. I was a people pleaser. I think this stemmed from being adopted - I think most adopted kids struggle with feeling unwanted - even the very fortunate ones like me who were adopted and chosen by amazing families. I worried about people liking me and would take it very… Continue reading The Art of Not Giving A F***k.
There are two sides to every story. Then there are screenshots. This woman by the way is the children's pastor to the church I left. Can you guess why I left? And she did go to my mother's home, (after knowing full well that we had just spent the night in the ER, deciding that… Continue reading Full Blast.
Today I went out to water my garden when this kitty trotted right up to me and introduced himself. He perched up on his hind legs and put his front paws on my legs and looked up and gave a melodic, "Meow." We get a few strays around here that wander, so I pat him… Continue reading Walt.
I moved out when I was 17. I was 21 when I moved back home with my parents. It lasted a crazy four months. I moved back because of a traumatic experience and my mental health was in serious need for restoration. In that time my mother made sure that I was healing and not… Continue reading “Adult”ISH