Don’t fall for a man who says he’ll empower you. You’ll think it a bit off that he’ll talk about this topic so frequently in
“You’re in a long-term relationship with grief. But it has to evolve. And it’s okay to keep letting go. You have to.” Alba Villanueva in
Roz Chast’s brilliant graphic memoir, Can’t We Talk about Something More Pleasant?, is about watching her elderly parents decline. I learned of this book from a
Sometimes, let’s face it, I sit down to do my daily writing practice and I’ve got nothing. I have no idea what to write about.
“Cougar Town” is now available on Hulu. I haven’t watched any of it before now but for years people have been telling me I’d love it.
Sometimes I don’t want to see my friends. They are my soul mates, my spirit guides, my urban family. For ten years we have spent
My anxiety has bested me. Not in the sense that I’ve spent the day curled up in bed hugging myself and wanting sobs to come
I didn’t set out to be a “blogger” but now that I am one I’m finding it delightful. My intent was simply to use this
I failed today. I got up and went to work thinking I would at least try to Today today and I failed. By noon my
Photo credit: The Artidote I wrote the bones. It’s been a struggle for months and this weekend I did it. I wrote all about sex
I wrote this letter about a year ago and never sent it. Here is why. Dear New Supply, You were at our house today. I
It’s been over two years since I’ve been kissed or touched. It’s been six years since I was kissed or touched lovingly, by someone who
I’m re-reading Writing Down the Bones. I say re-reading although I don’t remember having read it before. It was first published over 30 years ago and
Sometimes feeling full is a nicer feeling than anything else that’s currently an option. My stomach hurts. It hurts because, once again, I’ve eaten too
You don’t know this, my dear sister-in-arms. You wouldn’t. But, I heard one of your first phone conversations with him. He and I were still