I had just fled my parents’ bedroom when I heard the click, and then my mother scream– “He’s got a gun, run!” My mother’s fourth (and current) husband, had flown into a rage, flinging and destroying items (a boombox became the first casualty) because I wouldn’t say I loved him when he asked if I
For nearly a year now, I have been bobbing up and down on the waves of life, trying not to get swamped or washed overboard as I navigated managing my health and maintaining the active role I must play in all of Tony’s therapy programs that transpire outside of our house. These programs are essential
The past several years have felt like life coming at me as I stood, like Amy Lee in the video for Bring Me To Life, on one circumstantial ledge after another, trying to climb up from an effort to solve one problem to a solution for the next. And every time I get to that
I have lived somewhere in this metropolis for 29 of the past 31 years, split into two periods of time. I don’t ever recall a time where the rain poured with such steady thickness for so many hours as it did last Sunday, but I had chosen to ignore to the flash flood warning messages
“Mama!” I heard Hannah call out this fearful exclamation as I slipped down the last four stairs in our house, emotionally crusted over from I can’t even begin to tell you how many sleep deprived middle of the night escapades with Tony. My physical reflexes were often slightly impaired and set to spastic that early
I was somewhere between 18 months and two years of age (I suspect closer to the 18 months side because I am seventeen months older than my sister) the first time I remember being placed in a situation of overwhelming responsibility. My mother had gone somewhere or returned to work after having given birth, and
Two weeks after I stopped shopping at Amazon, I made the mistake of putting up one of my e-mail addresses on our family’s profile…and then promptly took it down a week later because all I was getting were vendor requests and one person who admitted after several back and forth exchanges to being a curiosity
A couple of months ago I was talking to Amara, who is the fabulous OT therapist that works with our son about how it isn’t always easy to get in to a doctor when I need a check-up, treatment or care. She told me that when it comes to my health, “you need to be
