People who equate truth with fact are missing the point.

Life Is Difficult

Life is difficult.

M. Scott Peck opened The Road Less Traveled with that line and I don’t guess I know anyone who’d disagree. A few weeks ago, when my family was in the midst of yet another minor crisis, my dad asked me, “Aren’t you glad you gave up on waiting for life to . . . → Read More: Life Is Difficult

I Now Pronounce You MARRIED

Yesterday, New Mexico State District Judge Alan Malott issued the order: all clerks in Bernalillo and Santa Fe counties must begin issuing marriage licenses “without regard to the couples’ sexual orientation or gender” by today at 8 am, making them the second and third counties in which same-sex marriage is legal.  As of this moment, . . . → Read More: I Now Pronounce You MARRIED

BlogHer Voices of the Year: The Videos

Alternative title: The Most Fun You Can Have While Reminding Yourself Not To Lock Your Knees

The good folks of BlogHer put the videos of the 2013 Voices of the Year readings on YouTube today and I just finished watching the whole event, top to bottom. Can I just say, holy wow. I mean, . . . → Read More: BlogHer Voices of the Year: The Videos

Eyes Open, Eyes Closed

Carter doesn’t talk about his illness. Not ever. Not to his dad and me, not to his therapist, not to his psychiatrist, not to anyone.

If asked why he goes to therapy, he says, “I go to talk”

If ashed why he takes medicine, he says, “I need it,” or, “My mom tells me . . . → Read More: Eyes Open, Eyes Closed

All this, and yet…

My dogs knocked over the kitchen trash during the night last night and spread tissues and coffee grounds all over the house.

Infuriating.

I took Carter to get blood work done this morning and the orders weren’t in the computer system, so we have to go back again tomorrow.

Frustrating.

It took me over . . . → Read More: All this, and yet…

I don’t want to hurt…

I don’t want to hurt my children, so I am not honest about the pain and anger I sometimes feel about being a parent.

I don’t want to hurt my parents, so I am not honest about the wounds from which I am struggling to recover.

I don’t want to hurt my sister, so . . . → Read More: I don’t want to hurt…

The Kind of Rabbit Hole Only a Nerd Could Love

The trouble with taking a sabbatical from blogging (or anything, really) is this: it’s hard to get back to it.

Making it even harder for me is the fact that I have fallen down a rabbit hole, and it looks like this:

Yup, it’s a rabbit hole, the kind . . . → Read More: The Kind of Rabbit Hole Only a Nerd Could Love

Body Memory

I’ve been sick for five days (I think? It could have been four. Or six.). Fever, coughing, stuffy head, gastrointestinal ickiness, the whole unlovely, unpleasant drill.

My mind doesn’t understand the difference between staying in bed all day because of a virus, and staying in bed all day because of depression. If I stay . . . → Read More: Body Memory

The World Is Burning

On September 13, 2001, I was home alone. I don’t remember why; there should have been kids in the house. Perhaps I wasn’t alone, and the kids were napping? In any case, I was at my desk, doing daycare paperwork, when the phone rang.

The phone had been ringing a great deal. Everyone, it . . . → Read More: The World Is Burning

Overcorrection

Jacob is taking drivers’ education.

Oh, you’re sweet. Yes, I was very young when he was born.

Jacob is doing great with the whole learn-to-move-3,000-pounds-of-metal-down-the-road thing. I, on the other hand, had a hard time.

Let’s look first at what I had to work with.

In my case, the family truckster . . . → Read More: Overcorrection

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