Right now, millions of people in the US cannot access needed mental health care. My daughter is one of those people, and her life is at risk. . . . → Read More: A Dislocation of Mind
Right now, millions of people in the US cannot access needed mental health care. My daughter is one of those people, and her life is at risk. . . . → Read More: A Dislocation of Mind ![]() Real happiness is nothing like what we see on TV. That happiness comes from big houses and children who go to Ivy League colleges and beautiful dresses that drape gracefully over slender hips. For me, it is some mysterious combination of praying, serving, loving people, and creativity. . . . → Read More: Happy In the Meantime ![]() Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 3.1 (except it’s less of a part and more of an interlude) We all grow up with rules. I’m not talking about the regular rules that our parents speak aloud – no running in the house; don’t sing at the dinner table; if you wear your tap . . . → Read More: The Transcendent Familiar 4: Give Yourself Away First things first: you people will never know (no matter how hard I try to tell you) what you have done for me this week. I want to respond to all your comments individually, but being emotionally overwhelmed. . .well, we’ll see. In any case, many, many thanks. This being-separated-from-Jacob-and-Abbie is one of the . . . → Read More: Bombarded My head hurts. Actually, I have pain from my forehead, up and around the back of my head, down into my neck, and spreading across my shoulders and down to my back. Why? Because I don’t like my kid much these days, and that’s a shitty way to be feeling. If I had a . . . → Read More: Under Siege Brian and Carter have gone to bed, closing out a day that I’d just as soon have skipped. There was yelling today. Also some stomping on the stairs, several episodes door slamming, and, of course, the requisite cursing. I wish I could say that all the bad behavior belonged to the small person who has . . . → Read More: The Mother I Was, the Mother I Am, and the Mother I Wish I Could Be ![]() |
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