Dear Prodigal

I want to return, but I am afraid. I left without much explanation. It felt complicated. My desire for connection was replaced with a desperate need for protection. Isolation felt like the only option, and now it feels like I have been gone for too long. I find myself repeatedly rehearsing my re-entry speech, but…

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Returning

My life took an abrupt turn on July 8, 2011, when my friend Jim had a seizure and was diagnosed with a very aggressive brain cancer. After surgery, he moved into my home, and I cared for him until he died nine months later.

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