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When we were young children, we took a nap everyday after lunch.  It was believed that naps provided down time which contributed to the physical and mental development of a young child. It also prevented children from becoming overtired, which could affect their moods and …

I took my dog for a walk around a lake this morning. It was a beautiful morning, and it felt good to be alive and breathing the clean mountain air. We walked over to the edge where  a woman waved from her small catamaran. I …

By now, most people know about and have an opinion about gymnast Simone Bile’s decision to withdraw from the 2020 Olympic competition. Some say that this was an act of self-indulgence, that she is a quitter and a big disappointment. Others laud her for honoring …

Mother’s Day is a holiday driven by sentimentality and commerce. Although it purports to celebrate all mothers, the holiday is completely disconnected from the reality of motherhood. In many cases, motherhood is fraught with sorrow, hurt, anger, neglect, abuse, disrespect, despair, worry, exhaustion, heartbreak, and …

The dictionary defines forbearance as “abstaining from the enforcement of a right.” Forbearance is quiet, patient and knowing. It refrains from pushing too hard, especially when it would be fruitless. It is noble in its practice of self-restraint.  This excerpt from a poem, called “Forbearance” …

Ever since I was a child, I’ve searched for my true family, my tribe, my place in the world. I’ve yearned for a loving fortress to protect me from harm, and a place where I could find safety and sustenance. I’ve had many relationships, friendships, …

The holidays are here and many of us are trying desperately to hold on to and honor our traditions. We’re planning socially distanced get togethers, keeping the number of guests small, requiring masks when not eating or drinking. We hope to make lovely memories, despite …

Hello, readers! I’ve decided to start writing again. I find that ongoing estrangement has many facets and new, sometimes unwelcome depths and challenges. It’s the first day of fall, the Equinox. I’m sitting outside on my deck watching tropical birds fly over the lake, perching …

I started writing this blog about eleven years ago, when I was in the throes of the early and devastating events which ultimately led to estrangement and alienation from my son and four grandchildren. This blog has been my friend, my refuge, my safe place …