Chainsaw on tree limb, a mulching truck on the driveway, the rumpus of men shouting instructions and warnings, branches falling from the canopy of an old eucalyptus to the right of my house. My attention runs from the house away from the noise, while I remain inside trapped, unemployed, waiting…
During last week, I helped my youngest son pack for college: clothes, bike, passport, and computer. I saw him fold his new sheets, and pack the microwave safe bowls, and his guitar, thrilled with the enthusiasm of a 17 years old who is going away for good. Last Saturday I…
For 25 years, the end of August found me in the stores with a list in my hands looking for school supplies and back to school clothes for my children. Since my first-born went to kindergarten, I have been thrilled with the anticipation of what comes ahead, waiting for the…
Like most everybody in America, and especially those afflicted by a mental disorder, I too have been touched by Robin William’s sudden death. The beloved comic artist succumbed to despair and terminated his life. Speculation about the reasons for his tragic decision populated mass and social media alike. Whatever strategy…
Hello readers, My article Mental Illness as Part of a Complex Identity is featured as a Superhero Guest Blog in Mental Health Talk this month. Here is the link. Don’t forget to leave a comment. Thanks for your support. http://mentalhealthtalk.info/complex-identity Note: Sorry I have been gone for so long. I…
Thanks to Heather Webster King, author of Extraordinary-Ordinary, for the opportunity to link to Just Write – Tuesdays, an exercise on freewritiing. I am fortunate to be able to share my writing with you today. I hear Saul playing the French horn in his room. He is probably sitting at…
The city enchants us with its never ending offer of good shows and open festivals, baseball games, movies, and beaches. It feels like a constant vacation, minus the fact that I am looking for a job. Frustration and disorientation set in. So I start another cycle of not knowing my…