Marci

Hey there, Years ago I ran away from home. It was in February. I had enough and was overloaded. My brain was glitching. I couldn't think, couldn't function, just wanted out. I was a school bus driver at the time, I came home from morning run, called in sick for the next day and a half, and told my husband I had to go. Didn't know where, didn't know how long, just had to turn off everyone else's voices in my head for a few days. Luckily, I have a good man by my side who gets that my brain...

There’s something about summer that invites us to slow down—longer evenings, bare feet, warm sun on our skin. But it can also be the...

The first of this month, as I was packing my bag, my 18 year old daughter asked where I was going, in shock, because I don't go many...