Interruptions, Life

Interruptions, Life

I gave myself permission to publish a blog post that I wrote during the fog of illness, and while still on a cocktail of medication (I promise LSD was not among these, although during a section of this post, that seems questionable). It is likely the navel-gazing...
Time to Ravel

Time to Ravel

2:42 am, aka, the time when The Worst Thing That Could Possibly Happens shares airtime with The Meanest Thing I Could Ever Say. I cannot unwind. I feel broken. My body thrums with unwanted energy, the low-grade adrenaline and anxiety that I’ve grown so tired of...
Midlife Mom, Interrupted

Midlife Mom, Interrupted

You are in your kimono robe and slipper socks, having just pried your nine-year-old out of your bed. Your teenager has been in the basement office doing remote learning for close to an hour, and time is running short to get your younger child ready for the morning....
Time to Ravel

How to Have a Nervous Breakdown During a Pandemic

“I think I had a panic attack yesterday,” I told my therapist via Facetime. I still wasn’t sure. It was embarrassing and grandiose to say it out loud, just as it had been when I’d croaked “Hubby,” from the porch hammock while my husband watered the garden, oblivious...
Lessons From The Flood

Lessons From The Flood

Down the elevator. Bleary-eyed and wanting coffee. Walking through the dewy grass and waiting for the dog to go to the bathroom, please both at once so we don’t have to come down again. Back up the elevator, but with coffee, thank god. Down the elevator, lunch....