So, it’s my birthday. The day this gal shot into the world. And, according to my mom, that’s literally how it happened. A couple of months prior to my arrival my mom took a terrible fall on the icy, snowy …
Read more →So, it’s my birthday. The day this gal shot into the world. And, according to my mom, that’s literally how it happened. A couple of months prior to my arrival my mom took a terrible fall on the icy, snowy …
(This column originally posted September 2012) Over 11 years ago I sat down to write a book. A story for children of alcoholics. I wrote it in one night and immediately shoved it in a drawer. I knew if I …
I never understood why we needed a made up holiday to tell people we love them. To show them they are cared for. To surprise them with unexpected notes of appreciation. Valentine’s Day has always been so odd to me. …
And then news of Philip Seymour Hoffman’s death came in. Shock. Sadness. Anger. Wishing what I was hearing was wrong. A mistake. A bad joke. And yet… I knew it wasn’t. I knew he had fought drug and alcohol abuse …