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I couldn’t sleep.

I had just received a letter in the mail, one that I had been waiting for, for almost 18 months.  And, the day had finally arrived.

Oh my gosh!  This is chocolate heaven.  It’s simply divine.  You might be tempted to eat it….DON”T!  I’m a chocoholic, but there is no such thing as chocolate essential oil and I always try to use essential oils before I use fragrance oils.  Don’t get me wrong – I do use fragrance oils, but always look for ones that are phthalate free.  Before I even had a chance to look for a chocolate FO, I found cocoa vanilla oil on Edens Garden.  I knew I had to try it.  And, the amount of vanillin in the oil gives this bomb a nice chocolate brown color without having to use any colorants.

“But Becky, I got away…”

That’s what I told her. 

I had been in therapy with her for years, discussing my childhood molestation and the sexual assault while serving in Pensacola and the and harassment that followed in the aftermath.  But this.  This I never told her. Because.  Well, because, I got away.

Here’s the thing though, the people who have wronged us, do so, and move on to their next conquests.  They’re not thinking about us anymore.  It doesn’t matter if they did it 35 years ago, 19 years ago, or last month.  Why? Because they don’t care about us.  If they did, they wouldn’t have wronged us in the first place.  Their time and energy aren’t spent on us, so why do we spend our time and energy on them? Thinking about them?  Crying? Dwelling on them and what they’ve done to us?

Have you ever had something happen to you that was so profound that you knew, just knew, it was God who was intervening?  I did.  And, no one will ever be able to tell me that it was anything, but God.  He was there with me that night.  Right there in my room.  Not in the sense that He’s always with us, everywhere – the omnipresent God, but in the sense that He was physically with me.  God sat at my bedside one night in the early spring of 1986.

I created this recipe for someone who can’t use bath bombs because she has an allergic reaction to all scents, including essential oils, EXCEPT for vanilla.  I call it my oatmeal, milk, and honey, but it smells like a yummy cookie!  I used vanilla oleoresin from Eden’s Garden, and while it’s not a true essential oil, and is a bit costly, it’s a good alternative for those who need something that doesn’t leave them sneezing, or who just want to smell like a yummy cookie after the bath!

Popcorn almost destroyed my marriage.  Seriously, it did.  And, we’d only been married for a few short months.  We just celebrated our 32nd anniversary on June 5th, so you know what? Popcorn didn’t win!

Many people don’t understand there are other consequences of depression and other mental health disorders and diseases, other than the ultimate ones – suicide and homelessness. What about someone like me?  I live in a nice home, I have nice things, I have access to healthcare.  What consequences do I face?

This beautiful Rose Milk is the second bath bomb that I created.  I got the Wild Rose fragrance oil as part of a sampler from Bramble Berry and fell in love with the scent.  I just had to come up with a way to use it.  After seeing a maternity photoshoot with a mama-to-be in a milk bath with rose petals floating on top, I had my inspiration!  It’s a stunner for sure, and if you want to, you can add extra whole milk and fresh flowers to your tub for an even more luxurious bath.


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Laura Lee, 52, with invisible wounds and scars.  I've learned to embrace PTSD and depression because if I don't own them, they'll own me.  I don't want to simply survive, but to thrive.  I hope you'll join me on my journey.  It's sure to be a bumpy road.



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