I read to my daughter every night before bed. Last night, after months dedicated to a gazillion-paged fantasy adventure trilogy, she asked to return to a book that I used to sing to her when she was small. Hello Mr. Hulot by David Merveille is a picture book, so instead of reading, I hum our soundtrack…
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While my daughter is at ballet class, I walk. I drop her off at the studio and then head West, past the old warehouses, under the railroad bridge, through downtown, and to the park along the river. Before I get to the park, though, I always make a pass through Auntie’s Bookstore. It’s on…
Read moreMy words on Elephant Journal: My mom was bipolar. Two weeks before she died, I learned how to love her.
What can we learn from mental illness? Our own or that of one we love? The lessons are as varied as they are personal. I learned so much, but nothing greater than that which I learned at the very end. Here is my story — published in Elephant Journal. Thank you, Mom, for teaching me.
Read moreThe Eye of the Storm
There is so much going on in this world right now. In the United States alone, we are enduring the aftereffects of Harvey and the landfall of Irma, the fiercest hurricanes on record. Our western air has been rendered “Hazardous” on the Air Quality Scale, choking us with the smoke from the 74 fires that rage…
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I just returned from a ten-day running trip in the Alps with my friend. Yes, it was incredible. Amazing. Beautiful. Surreal. Yesterday, I spent several hours writing a blog post for Run the Alps, the company through which we worked to plan our self-guided tour. That post is full of description of the trails we…
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