I Don’t Do Dreams | Part 2 of 2
This blog is about connecting the dots in my life. Part 1 reminds me of something I share with thousands of young children. Here’s my attempt to show and tell what I mean. Read the rest of this entry »
Telling the Truth
connecting the dots of my life
Tag: Relationships
October 6, 2014
I Don’t Do Dreams | Part 1 of 2
Fall in the 1990s. I’m in my 50s. A friend gives me a covered tea-cup. It’s lovely. When I get home I read the inscription on the cup and begin weeping. This isn’t about me. It’s about someone else. I can’t even imagine my way into this approach to life. Read the rest of this entry »
October 3, 2014
I sure could use a good laugh! | Dear Diane
An eyebrow-raising sense of humor and almost wicked delight in planning, anticipating and pulling off the perfect practical joke. Especially if it involved some quirky thing about bodies. ALS offered Diane plenty of bodily material. Read the rest of this entry »
September 30, 2014
Thank you, Dear Readers! | Post #100
I don’t have a clue how many of you are out there in The Great Beyond. I just know this blog lives and breathes by a two-way unspoken agreement: Read the rest of this entry »
September 22, 2014
Prodigal Parents
Every now and then something simple changes everything. Not reality itself, but the way I view it. Usually it’s already sitting right in front of me, waiting for me to get it. Read the rest of this entry »
September 15, 2014
Blaming Daddy? | Part 2 of 2
‘Have you forgiven your father?’ A fair question, never easy to answer. With regard to forgiveness, I aim to become one of the tough-minded Lewis Smedes talks about in his book, The Art of Forgiving. Read the rest of this entry »
September 11, 2014
Terror and Faith | 9/11/2001
It’s difficult to focus.
Voices and images
clamor for my attention,
my response,
my analysis of what is beyond all reason.
I force myself to stay close to the bone, Read the rest of this entry »
September 8, 2014
Blaming Daddy? | Part 1 of 2
Not once have I blamed Daddy for his beatings and troubling behavior toward me. In Part 3 of The Air I Breathed, I talked about my habit of constantly blaming myself. I didn’t like seeing this then, and I still don’t like it. Blaming myself may have been OK as a survival skill when I was a young child and teenager; it’s not OK now, decades later.
So where am I today? Read the rest of this entry »
September 5, 2014
I am still me | Dear Diane, . . .
She is adamant: “I’m still Diane!” It’s a theme in her life with ALS. Getting it across costs her time and energy—well worth it from her perspective! I certainly didn’t know how to relate to someone with ALS. Diane brings us on board. Read the rest of this entry »
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