Category: Blog
The Movie Of Our Lives
One day a while back, I was in my car getting my NPR “Fresh Air” fix. Terry Gross had been interviewing someone whose name I can’t even recall, but something...
The Paradox of “This too shall pass.”
Life isn’t fair, yet my limited teenage experiences told me otherwise. Sheltered by my upper middle class upbringing, I would engage in some magical thinking, borne from the luck of...
I Want To Live My Life The Way I Wear My Hair
A comfort zone is a beautiful place but nothing ever grows there. Unknown A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life. Coco Chanel You have such...
The Ripple Effect
Do you ever feel those days where you can’t get outside of your head? The days you are dragging, going through the motions, wondering if what you do even matters?...
Scary Bad Feelings Are Part Of The Package
Confronting our darkness brings fear down to size. “If we forbid ourselves to talk negatively about something, we block the awareness of grievances that need an airing as a prelude...
Adversity’s Syllabus
Mike and I were in a particularly hellish time trying to parent Jack, my now teenage son with special needs. At this point, Jack was only 5 and he flailed...
Coping with Grief
“You and everyone else has given me their prayers. These prayers don’t seem to be working at all!” My older, very outspoken neighbor said this to me yesterday when I...
The Life You Didn’t Choose: Navigating The Terrain Of A New Normal (Part I)
When your world collapses, nothing seems to matter. Basic hygiene becomes an accomplishment, instead of the prelude to accomplishments. You wonder how early is too early to go to bed...
The Life You Didn’t Choose: Navigating The Terrain Of A New Normal (Part II)
In Part I, I wrote about the challenges facing special needs parents in the early days of shock and grief at diagnosis and how these painful experiences can serve as...
When Life Comes At You Through A Windshield
So I’m sitting at the stop sign, waiting my turn to exit our housing development. Jack was buckled into the backseat and we were flawlessly executing our weekday morning routine...