Dreaming of Mom

So, I guess my heart tries to work it out in the night, when my willpower is not as strong.

How Do I Let Go?

Arno and I are getting to know each other still. And we will continue to, of course, for years to come. He has seen that deeply personal messages sent originally to him will sometimes end up in a public forum. He said he’s realizing that <in his words> I am a writer, and a writer […]

I’m Not Graceful

My mother’s health failed rapidly, once we finally heard the diagnosis of cancer. And I have had multiple stages of not dealing with any of it gracefully. This is probably because it has come on so fast. Just when I make peace with a stage, we move on to another shocking phase. In a meeting […]

Triggers of trauma

“This is my family. I found it, all on my own. Is little, and broken, but still good. Yeah, still good.”

Discipline IS good for kids

Talking is not enough.

Farewell November

I detect an expanding category called: Pain I imagine I must be inflicting on my child.

Lessons in Gifting

Thanksgiving is about giving thanks, and every time I lost sight of that during the past week was a time when I became disillusioned, fatigued, angry, or sad.

Stuck in The Dalles

I planned a holiday gift for my mother. It didn’t quite work, but close.

Movin’ Out

I am moving out of my house on Tuesday, November 2. Election Day. I elect to run away from my problems. Again. The House on Morrison Street still has my name on the mortgage, so I’m going on faith that Mark will do his best to try and make the payments. His mother, Rene, will […]

Two Mothers

So that is why we are blessed to have families: because we have no choice but to love them more and wrap our arms around them and pull them close.