Dissociating My Life Away

There’s an electric feeling in the air when a storm is coming. The charged atmosphere. The distant smell of dark, rain-soaked clouds that drift ever closer. Dark, snarling and flashing clouds. The pleasant breeze that flower petals and fluff danced in now turns angry, violent and haphazard. The firmament flashes, like a white-hot blade slicing through the sky. Crack! Rumble! Furious rain lashes down, and … Continue reading Dissociating My Life Away

A Different Kind of Grief

Memories light the corners of my mindMisty water-colored memories of the way we were… Barbara Streisand – The Way We Were Funny story – the song I just quoted, I have never heard Barbara Streisand sing it. I heard it when I watched Big when I was a kid, and I watched that movie a lot because I loved it. Hell, I even linked it … Continue reading A Different Kind of Grief

My Imperfect Mother

Tomorrow is my mother’s birthday. Her 59th birthday, to be exact. Not a “special” year, but can’t every year be special? So for the day where we celebrate ma mère existence, I have a few words to say. They’re not all pretty, but they’re all true – and I hope they will mean something to her. I find that in relationships, in interactions, so much … Continue reading My Imperfect Mother