After years of suffering, I learned, keeping secrets from the public eye was a grave weakness. That secrets prevent you from moving forward in life.
My Father spoke in riddles, making you think one minute and confusing you the next. Like the baffling statement “You can’t start out in life with a broken garden hoe” made days before my wedding. It caused confusion for twenty-eight years.
His famous remark;
don’t tell anyone what goes on in this house.
Keeping family secrets, I lived in the darkness with fear and carried heavy burdens. At forty-six, a battered heart split open, and sinister secrets and burning emotional pain spilled out.