 I am tired. Tired in the extreme. Tired enough to be a little concerned about driving. Not half as tired as Carter, though. Spring is flat lousy for some people with bipolar. No one really knows why; longer days, more sun, or some other reason (and don’t most of us feel a lift of . . . → Read More: In the Forests of the Night My friend Olive and her little girl came to visit us. (Her name is not really Olive, but her anonymous-for-the-web name for her daughter is Pickles, so I’m going with a whole relish-tray theme.) This was kind of a big deal for me because I’ve always sworn I would never meet any of my . . . → Read More: Pediatric Mental Illness on Parade My eldest son, Jacob, played his first solo show last Friday. My husband and I took the rest of the kids to hear him and we had a nice time, or as nice a time as any 40-something adults can have in a large crowd of teenagers. There is deep joy in watching our . . . → Read More: Proud/Sad On our way home from his therapy appointment today, Carter and I stopped at a red light at the bottom of a freeway off-ramp. Since freeway on-and-off-ramps are popular spots for panhandling, neither of us was surprised to see a young man there. His jacket and pants were grime encrusted; his face and hands . . . → Read More: Sad About That If you live in an age of social media, and if the most powerful woman in television does a show about something you are experiencing in your own life, you will get a nice, long look at exactly what the world thinks of you. Which is…….shall we say…….enlightening. Oprah featured Zach, a young boy . . . → Read More: Oprah Takes On Pediatric Mental Illness  |
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