How far back in your story, are you willing to go? Where do you start when you tell it? Peeling the Onion, is my way of revealing those layers. Here is one of mine.

9-11, was the breaking point of my marriage. Earlier that year, I lost my little brother. That lost, placed me on a path of heartache that I've never known. It left me numb and still. My husband couldn't show me any love or support. He didn't know how to rescue me from this pain. Instead of me, always the rescuer, always the strong one, I was weak and needed lifting, but instead, I laid helpless in the darkness.

In that same year, we sold our home. The house where my brother and I spent a moment of desperation, praying for God to intervene and make him br...