Today I'll be posting a seat-of-the-pants blog entry, not long and not agonized over as my purpose is to say I hope to be posting in my semi-regular fashion again. The hiatus was not from lack of subject matter but from Real Life, both my own and the fall-out from events that have interrupted the rhythm of life for everyone. I broke my ankle in May. If you can't walk, can't drive, can't go up and down the stairs, you can't do much of anything and everything slows w-a-a-a-y down. I had a huge writing project to finish and the ankle delay made that my priority. The ankle is now functioning reasonably well, PT is still intense, but less tiring, and the writing project is done and sent off. A few weeks ago I started a piece called "Smoke." My daughter has graduated from Dragonfly and has remained in Ashland (OR) where one of the worst fires, small but deadly, started. Mercifully, the day before she had headed to San Francisco to visit a friend. She ended...
An ongoing series of essays about being the parent of a struggling young adult. My hope is to reach and support other parents undergoing similar experiences. Keep in mind that I am not a therapist and my only desire is to offer you support on your own journey as I make sense of mine.