I’ve lost a few people I called friends over the past year. They didn’t die or anything like that. Death might have been an easier transition. Instead, they engaged in behaviors that I could no longer tolerate, directing those behaviors at me until I simply could not remain in the relationships and maintain my health. …
For years, I have been warned against “putting myself out there.” I’ve been told that people won’t understand, that I’ll scare them off, I’ll be rejected, and that I will be attacked (that was the scariest one for me!) Success has made me brave; my experience is exactly the opposite. It seems that the more …
I wrote this after a conversation with a dear friend who is stuck. I’ve been there; I know what it felt like before I walked through the glass. The other side of the glass I stand in this life that I’m so accustomed to, and look through the glass to what’s on the other side. …
I remember wondering when the aliens that abducted my son, replacing him with an angry adolescent, would bring my sweet boy back.
My son is one of my greatest heroes. I think you’ll completely understand after reading today’s entry. I only hope words can capture the scope of the experience.