The little girl in the picture never had a chance to find her voice.
Fear, trauma, abandonment, abuse were things she knew all too well.
She found ways to survive. Music and books let her go to another time and place. She also found a lot of unhealthy ways to survive--but survive she did.
God placed some amazing people in her life to help her along the way. They taught her about love ,trust, and friendship. They taught her that life was more than just surviving. As life went on, they helped her thrive.
I'm not that little girl any longer. I found my "voice." I know some people who just don’t know how to stop talking; I don’t know how to stop writing. I can say things in writing that I with talking. It just feels freer and safer.
When people ask me why I share my life and my story so openly, I tell them, "because I have to." I was in my 30's before I knew anyone ever felt like I did. I didn't understand that other people had experienced the same pain, the same shame, and the same feeling as I had.
So I share my life, my hope, and my strength here and in my writing. I want to give back what was so freely given to me.
Jan-Thank you for helping me discover the power of my voice.
Dr. Jeanette "Jan" E. Fisk May 23, 1950 - March 7, 2008