It’s Father’s Day! Yay! Right? Well…not for everybody. These days where we celebrate our parents are a good thing, don’t get me wrong. Parents deserve to be honored. They deserve to be shown appreciation. Having said that, no parent is perfect. Some are better than others but none of them can say they handled the enormous responsibility of raising a child at their best at all times. There’s a reason for that. It’s hard. Human beings are so complicated. How do you raise a being with so many layers and complexities as you also navigate through your own? It’s a minefield. All you can do is try to get through…
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Three Years Later: You’re Still Gone
Three years ago today. Wow.Three years ago today.It's so hard to fathom that over a thousand days have happened. Three times, we've rotated around the sun.It took a while to accept that the world still continues after you die. But do you know what the beautiful thing is? You are still so loved.
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Thank you, Veterans. But also, Thank you Veteran Widow(er)s.
Yesterday was Veteran’s Day in the US, Remembrance Day in Canada and Armistice Day in Europe. It’s a solemn but beautiful time. We all owe so much to the sacrifices that these men and women have made to fight for our freedoms and to fight against tyranny. Thank you, Veterans, from every country. You are one of the biggest reasons we are here in the way that we are. The gratitude I feel when I think of veterans is immense. Politically, I’m very liberal and progressive and I get tired of the stereotype that liberals don’t love the vets. That couldn’t be further from the truth. My heart swells with…
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Overcoming Imposter Syndrome, Analysis Paralysis and Perfectionism
I have a confession to make. I’m scared. I’m terrified, actually. I am horrified at the thought of being rejected and determined a terrible writer. Do you know what would feel even worse than that? The thought of being determined a mediocre writer. It paralyzes me. It causes me to avoid writing for myself. I have again sunk back into the comfortable world of ghostwriting where I don’t do any favors for my portfolio and I don’t get to feel the pride of sharing my work with people. This adds to my fear of putting my own writing out there. Fellow writers, fellow people, I have impostor syndrome. We all…
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Happy Birthday, Steven.
Happy birthday, you gregarious, wonderful, beautiful, frustrating, hilarious, fantastic, fascinating, unique and incredibly absent man. Your birth touched many, many lives. Your life was so full, you lived several lifetimes in your short life, more than most people live. Today, I want to celebrate that life but all I can do is think about your death. All I can think is that you’re gone and that full, lively, wonderful, topsy-turvy life of yours is history. There is no more life for you. It’s still hard to process. It still feels weird, like it’s not real. Death is so weird, it’s just so weird. Birthdays are a lovely thing, though. They…
