What was it like...?

thoughts on writing a book about trauma recovery with my mom

“What was it like to write a book about trauma with your mother?”

A doe-eyed university student asked me this (in front of my mother) at one of our speaking events this past week.

The audience chuckled.

I said this:

It was tough and beautiful and healing.

Much went on behind the scenes to craft and weave our stories together to give readers glimpses into the lives of two women, my mother and I, who have lived decades of our lives with untreated trauma symptoms.

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I’ll spare you some of the gritty details, but know this: Writing, like recovery, is an act of surrender. When it’s done in collaboration with family, it is a free fall.

My mother and I, over fits of laughter and ice cream cones, discussed, agonized, and workshoped our way to the words that you may be reading right now in our new book.

We revealed the rhythms that have helped us and continue to heal us today.

My mom and I are learning to move from a place of living a response to trauma to one of healing. It’s been such an incredible journey of writing, speaking, and meeting that we had to invite you to join us.

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What was it like to write a book with my mom?

Amazing.

Thank you for being on this journey with us.

What’s next?

Great question!

You can answer that.

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