As I sit here this Monday morning, it's so hard to make sense out of my emotions, which are flip-flopping through my crowded mind, competing for attention. I am grieving the death of my father, who passed away on Friday. But on top of that, I'm also grieving – along with the rest of the world – the 20 young children who died that same day in Newtown, just 30 minutes from my home here in … [Read more...] about The Newtown School Shootings: A Most Unfortunate Way to Reconcile a Death
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On Not Being Somebody’s Child
I've managed to live this long - 58 years - still being someone else's child. I may be an adult child...but nonetheless, there's something strangely comforting about being in your 50s and still having a mother and a father. And although I may be fooling myself, being someone else's child makes me feel less like an adult in this so-called midlife, and more like a (somewhat) young … [Read more...] about On Not Being Somebody’s Child