I'm not going to lie. I've been feeling about as low in general as I've ever felt, and rather than going through it all here...

Oliver and I, along with my dear friend Cara and her two daughters, drove up to Cambria yesterday. We''re spending two nights he...

I've decided to be fully present during each seizure and shed tears, at least afterward. The word shed.  Dutch and Germanic, Old E...

I found this in a shoebox of old letters at the back of my closet. I've always carried around a tiny notebook in which to jot observ...

Star Trails Photographer: Carl Jackson At some point in the waning years of the last century, Sophie was on her eighth or ninth dr...

I don't know if that's a Buddha in my coffee cup or Edvard Munch's dude, screaming. And that's all I've got to say...

Sophie will be 23 years old tomorrow, March 8th. Everyone says, I can't believe it! or they say, My God, how time flies! It's ha...

Everyone Needs Cake™ for March Selections photo by Carl Jackson The gig economy is going ok. I'm making cakes every month -- this ...

There are those with whom I have nothing in common but the blood that runs in the veins. Cliche. The word blind doesn't mean what...

Last Month The new doc was a nice guy, even though he was about twelve years old. I appreciate that his practice, at a major medical...

Lunch in the neighborhood with my girl today Sophie's doing pretty well. I've been tinkering with her cannabis medicine unde...

Random photo of Sophie that my friend Jody sent me over the internets this weekend Precious child, Jody wrote when she sent me the ph...

I have a feeling that things are going to change. Between the kids themselves stepping up and speaking clearly and demanding account...

So, I’ve got an interesting twist on yesterday’s post. This morning I learned that the man who had wished for me to be “sterilized” wh...