……………We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to bring you this news bulletin …………………………………. Ed is driving the bus. Ed is Addy’s eating disorder. He is vicious and grotesque and cunning and murderous. Eating disorders are genetic brain based diseases. Getting mad at Addy for bringing Ed on vacation isn’t an option. That would be akin to getting mad at someone for bringing their leukemia on … Continue reading Santa Cruz part 3
I went to the edge of the world. Where the sidewalk ends… And when we arrived- there were pumpkins. Pumpkins. It was fantastical and impossible. We crunched over this crop. I couldn’t believe my eyes. And that is the magic of California. Pumpkins growing over the Pacific. Continue reading Santa Cruz part 2
Hopefully, this will be a little travel journaling as I visit my son Tuck. Continue reading Santa Cruz Part 1
While I write, I picture you reading and smiling and maybe, just maybe for those of you who are easy criers, you shed a tear. Continue reading 50 posts
Addy, my oldest, posted this on her instagram. I recognize this woman with the sunshine on her shoulders, reminding me of a Nanci Griffith song. And her ways were free and it seemed to meThe sunshine walked beside her” Tecumseh Valley by Nanci Griffith And I feel truly loved. Addy loves me. To be able to take a photo of someone and find their best … Continue reading To know me, Ranting, Becoming, Therapy…
GO SEE THE MOVIE. Buy a “see me” t-shirt. Live with vulnerability. Continue reading Go see a movie
she said something about needing to spend some time alone. and I wondered out loud what it was she had to find but she had already made up her mind. well she had already made up her mind. there’s nothing so deep as the ocean. there’s nothing so high as the sky. and there’s nothing unwavering as a woman when she’s already made up her … Continue reading she had already made up her mind
