There is no right way

There is no right way

by | Jul 22, 2019 | My Story

I’m getting caught in it again. That surety (that false surety) that there is a right way to do something (everything) and that somehow, I’m missing it. Or I haven’t figured it out yet. Or I’m doing the opposite of the right way, without knowing it. It’s a surety…and...
You do you

You do you

by | May 20, 2019 | My Story

The other day I was saying goodnight to my kid. I asked if he needed me to be around when he woke in the morning, or if his alarm was set and he was okay and I could head to the gym. “I’m good,” he answered. “You do you.” “You do you.” That made and makes me smile. It...
What’s the story you’re telling yourself?

What’s the story you’re telling yourself?

by | May 6, 2019 | My Story

It’s a paradox. Even as I’m learning more and more, and more and more, to give up control and to stop trying so hard – at just about everything – I’m also learning more and more, and more and more, that I have more control than I often think I have. In some ways it...
I am very glad he’s getting my dad high

I am very glad he’s getting my dad high

by | Mar 25, 2019 | My Story

If you’ve read to the moon and back, you know that Danny (my dad) had a friend, “Tony”, to whom he used to (jokingly) offer to sell me to for cocaine. (If you haven’t read it yet, here’s a sample chapter that will hopefully entice you to.) While I may have somehow...
I’m no longer calling him the Messiah

I’m no longer calling him the Messiah

by | Feb 18, 2019 | My Story

There’s a line I use when I describe a particularly scarring moment in my adolescence – “The Messiah said I was bad.” In many ways this accurately captures what happened. A dear friend of mine was caught in a desperate situation, and in order to protect herself – to...