A Bubble in My Brain ...
Last week I shared the outcome of my one and only contact with my biological father. If you asked me now to describe precisely my...
The Father That Was Never to Be ...
Last year on Father’s Day, I wrote about traveling to Japan to meet my father for the first time. We had four long visits. I grew to like...
You're Never Too Old To Hurt Yourself While Having Fun ...
New Flash: Mammoth Mountain. Rossignol Ski Camp. Fran dislocates shoulder ... bummer. I've been overwhelmed the past few months creating...
The Watch That Does Me No Good ...
That's what Kevin called the monitor that was on his wrist. The monitor had the physical shape of a watch, but there was no face, no...
The silence had to be bearable ...
because there was no choice. As I sat by my son's bedside, holding his hand, I spoke to him knowing he could not respond. He was in a...
I was not alone ...
On that crazy Tuesday morning when my entire being was focused on “getting to New Zealand,” I could hardly wait for the passport office...