On September 13th, two weeks after Hurricane Ida tore through my neighborhood, I was sitting on the back patio trying to contact my suicidal daughter’s psychiatrist. Claire swore that she didn’t want to kill herself, but was having suicidal ideation, which is the inability to get the idea of hurting herself out of her head.… Continue reading As the World Stinks
In the spirit of doing things a little bit different, instead of telling you about something that has already happened I’m going to tell you about something that hasn’t happened yet. Today I’m flying to Portland with my wife, ex-husband, and two out of three children to visit the third child in Portland for an… Continue reading Extended Family Trip: The Take Off
Two things happened on January 6th. One you know about – that unhappy business down in Washington D.C. The other thing that happened was my youngest child turned eighteen. I have three kids – Claire, Emma, and Christopher, 21, 19, and 18 respectively. If you’re good at math that means that you know I had… Continue reading To My Son on the Day He Became an Adult as the World Lost its Mind
I’m easily startled. A car honk, a touch on the shoulder, the bark of a dog, or any unexpected anything can make me scream as if I’m being attacked. This would really bother me except I think that there are times when it’s the only thing that keeps me alive. Sometimes I just don’t pay… Continue reading The Biggest Goose in All of Winn Dixie
