The Art of Being Disposable
I had never been in a relationship with someone who both spoiled and protected me—who would fight for me, stand by my side, no matter what. Not my parents. Not…
Perspectives
Schema, perspective, experience, understanding… wow. My younger son and I differ in many beautiful ways, and some difficult ones, and he’s a great teacher for me. When I broke up…
Big Triggers
I’ve resumed journaling — rigorously, of course, because I tend to do things either with full intensity or not at all. With this man, a widower who lost the love…
Good, better, and not enough
Last week, Ed, my friend from the mountains, visited for our week together and we had such a nice time doing the most basic shit. Yardwork, making food, checking out…
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