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Here we are again…learning of yet another soul taken by addiction. That is the stark truth about this fatal disease…it kills, and does not care who the fuck you are.Continue reading “Little Truth Tales #34: Hayden & Aidan…and the rest of us.”

Have you ever felt the clear marking of time, the knowing you are in the next chapter of your life? I got to have that experience last week when IContinue reading “Little Truth Tales #33: A Friendship of 52 Years”

I am currently feeling like my head is inside a cotton candy machine, spinning at excessive speed, trying to put pieces together, to be able to say, “The cold caseContinue reading “Little Truth Tales #32- Savannah Guthrie, Arizona, and My Grandfather”

First of all…Happy Birthday, Taylor Swift! Yesterday I figured out the answer to a question people have been asking me over the past year-ish- “You’re a Swifty?!?!??!? How did thatContinue reading “Little Truth Tales #31: How Taylor Swift Saved Me”

This morning I woke up, knowing I wanted to reach out to my kids, to say something meaningful of thought provoking…because today is Yom Kippur, the holiest day of theContinue reading “Little Truth Tales #30: Yom Kippur”

Five years ago today, I woke up, got my coffee, broke out my glitter, my paints, glue sticks and other pretty and shiny things that I love to use. IContinue reading “Little Truth Tales #27: FIVE Years”

I’m getting ready to head up to see my first born son…for his 30th birthday! There are so many reasons why I can’t believe I get to say that..three standContinue reading “Little Truth Tales #26: Thirty Years”

I just did a mad dash down to the car inspection place, to check one more thing off the “have to” list that piles up. I could feel my jawContinue reading “Truth Tale #25: Here’s The Answer to The Question I Can’t Stand”

With so much global grief and being baffled by human beings too often, I feel a pinch of gratitude and hope when something like this happens. Connection. Random (or notContinue reading “Truth Tale #24: And the Connections Continue”

Wednesday morning started out like any other morning. No it didn’t. We have a puppy now, so add that in. I open my eyes, and check my newsfeed, to makeContinue reading “Little Truth Tales #23: Why? No, but really…WHY?!”

I can not count the number of times I have said to 10 years worth of therapists, case managers, doctors…”This is the beginning of a relapse!” well before a drugContinue reading “Truth Tale #22: The Gut Wrenching Intuition of a Relapse”

Truth be told, I did not wake up today knowing it was Fentanyl Prevention & Awareness Day. I did wake up knowing I had lunch plans with a dear friendContinue reading “Truth Tale # 21: For Brandon- February 27th, 2002-November 4th, 2022”

I do not know the first time I heard the term Failure to Launch.  I don’t know what I thought about it when I heard it.  I think I wasContinue reading “Truth Tale #20: Can You Say FAILURE and Your Child’s Name in One Sentence?”

Recovery is possible, and so is overdose and death. The paradox of the disease of addiction is real. There are miracles and tragedies; and as a mom of a sonContinue reading “Truth Tale #19: Two Things Can Be True At Once”

Yesterday I got to spend the day with my son. A gift. This morning I reflect: Today he is here. He is healthy. He smiles. He laughs. He eats. HeContinue reading “Truth Tale #18: Morning Reflection”

Anticipatory anxiety is a wrecking ball! The days leading up to my visit with Aidan have been ridiculous….One of those weeks where each and every day, you think you haveContinue reading “Truth Tale #17: Need New Battery!”

Happy Birthday, my Max! 25 years! I remember the day you were born like it was yesterday. A day of awe, and a traumatic day, all in one. After aContinue reading “Truth Tale #16: Happy Birthday, Max!”

This came from Morning Pages this morning: 7 years. A progressive disease. Never better; always worse. The last 8 months in DC, to include a 24 hours gone missing scare,Continue reading “Truth Tale #15: 7 Years of a Progressive Disease”

Every Sunday morning I am presented with proof that magic is real…or….that God exists…or that even in a scary, painful world, there are always moments of profound grounding to beContinue reading “Truth Tale #13: Women: The Life Savers, The Grounders, The Magic Makers”

Last week I was in the magical land of New Mexico for my birthday. The unending beauty, the pure silence, and the sunrises and sunsets, food, food, and food; theContinue reading “Truth Tale #12: The Birthday Gift of Connection”

On Monday I had an appointment, a very important appointment…one that has been needed for over 2 years…and one I’ve been on a waiting list for months. So, what I’mContinue reading “Truth Tale #11: Dead Crow”

I’m doing a writing workshop with some authors I admire and love. I had done the first two segments, and saw that the next workshop included the word POEM. MyContinue reading “Truth Tale #10: Pantoum? Ok.”

Yesterday was a day. It was Yom Kippur. It was Wednesday. It was therapy day (thank G-D!). It was a day of realization. It was a lot of things. AsContinue reading “Truth Tales #9: Unsettled & Old”

13 years ago I had my first cancer diagnosis. Melanoma. 10 years ago I had my second cancer diagnosis. Melanoma. And 10 years ago I started Respect the Rays, inContinue reading “Truth Tale #8: Farewell, Respect the Rays”

In a world where I sometimes feel it is close to impossible to witness or experience grace, I was just given what feels like a flood of miracles. Proof ofContinue reading “Truth Tale #7: That Moment of Grace”

I’m so scared. I’ve done this before. Many times. The energy inside me drains out of me like a slow leak in a tire, eventually flattened and unusable. The diseaseContinue reading “Truth Tale #6: DOPESICK”

Today was my last day of rTMS treatment. Bitter sweet is what I feel about it ending. I’ve been doing a 5 day a week routine for the past 7Continue reading “Truth Tale # 5: rTMS. What is it anyway?”

Yesterday I saw a young mom and her toddler son coming out of some kind of martial arts class. The little boy, looking so tiny in his over sized whiteContinue reading “Truth Tale #3: Tantrum Envy”

Something hit me today. Hard. At some point in the day, I was thinking about the child/parent dynamic, and how, even as a 52 year old woman, I still callContinue reading “Truth Tale #2: Dads & Daughters”