Tag Archives: grief

Nothing Good or Bad?

Posted on December 26, 2013 by beckikeyevents

…for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. Shakespeare, Hamlet 2.2 My name is Denise, and I’m honored that Becki asked me to guest-post for her. She’s got an unbelievably devastating story, yet since she … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged death, death of a child, forgiveness, grief, grieving, loss, loss of a child, wplongform | 27 Comments

The Sperm Donor Calls From Prison

Posted on February 20, 2013 by beckikeyevents

Mr. Sperm Donor called me from prison on Monday. He is currently serving a 10 year term for (3) counts of robbery 2 , (1) count of attempted robbery and a parole violation. Sperm Donor will be released at the … Continue reading →

Posted in Domestic Violence, Dysfunctional Family Relationships, Family Secrets, Healing and Recovery, Mental Health, prison, PTSD, robbery, Toxic Relationships, Traumatic Experiences, Uncategorized | Tagged abuser, Becki Duckworth, clarence thomas, domestic violence, drugs, grief, Keyshia Cole, lance duckworth father, physical abuse, prison, rape, robbery, suffering, violence | 14 Comments

Jodi Arias, A Wooden Spoon, and My Mother

Posted on February 6, 2013 by beckikeyevents

The last couple weeks have been once again busy and crazy.Our daughter had a serious car accident and we have a new house guest from India. During the chaos, I fell behind on writing and my routine which includes OCD … Continue reading →

Posted in Child Abuse, Depression, Domestic Violence, Dysfunctional Family Relationships, Family Secrets, Healing and Recovery, Life's Blessings and Joys, Mental Health, PTSD, Toxic Relationships, Traumatic Experiences, Uncategorized | Tagged abuse, abusive mother, abusive relationship, attempted murder, beatings, Becki Duckworth, child abuse, domestic violence, dysfunctional family, grief, jan meier plano illinois, Janice delp, janice mary meier, Janice Meier, Jodi Arias, marc meier, marc richard meier, mental abuse, murder, physical abuse, plano illinois, PTSD, Stabbed, stabbing, suffering, traumatized, violence | 9 Comments

My Beautiful Nalla Passed Away

Posted on December 25, 2012 by beckikeyevents

December 23rd at 11:07pm my best friend Nalla passed away from a heart attack. Nalla was my Christmas present from Ronnie 16 years ago.

Posted in Depression, Family Secrets, Healing and Recovery, Mental Health, PTSD, The passing of a family pet, Traumatic Experiences, Uncategorized | Tagged abusive relationship, Alison Rodgers, Amanda Dang, Amanda dehaven, Becki Duckworth, Christmas, Christmas depression, death threat, depression, dysfunctional family, family pet dies, friends, grief, holidays, Lance Duckworth, loss of a family member, Mandi dehaven, missing my pet, Nalla Duckworth, officer, peaceful place, PTSD, Ronnie Duckworth, sadness, struggles, unconditional love | Leave a comment

Bye-Bye, Bloodsuckers (Or Don’t Let The Door Hit You On The Ass On Your Way Out of My Life)

Posted on December 5, 2012 by beckikeyevents

The last few days I have been doing what I call an inventory of myself. One of things I’ve been evaluating is my friendships and relationships, especially with certain people I’ve befriended and been associated with over the last few … Continue reading →

Posted in Healing and Recovery, Hollywood & Music Industry, Life's Blessings and Joys, My Life as an Celebrity Event Planner, Toxic Relationships, Uncategorized | Tagged bad memories, baggage, barbecue, Becki Duckworth, birthday, birthday parties, bloodsuckers, change the past, cheaters, clandestine getaway, event planner, event planning, fairweather friends, false friends, friendships, fulfilled, gossip, grief, healing, healthy relationships, indiscretions, liars, peace, real happiness, relationships, resignation, Ronnie Duckworth, self inventory, self-discovery, soul, thieves, true friends, true story, unconditional love, users, West Coast | 22 Comments

Welcome Back, Ali

Posted on December 1, 2012 by beckikeyevents

Twenty-five years ago, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, who I fell in love with at first sight — and immediately handed over to her adoptive parents. Her name is Alison, but to me, she has always been Ali or … Continue reading →