i see you in the storm

i see you. every movement towards sunrise, I notice. every movement towards lost, my heart skips. even now, as you walk -until- stumble (and stumble until walk again) i see you. Once,(upon a time) when you were a baby, 16-years-ago (that long ago) i promised i would not ever ,no…

Adventures in ADHD: A Visit to the Psych Ward

I am delighted to have Wendy Garfinkle guest post on my page. She is one of the most genuine people I know and I am love talking to her about everything from grammar and usage to fairy tales and Jewish mysticism. I am blown away by her knowledge and I…

A letter to the little warrior who remains

I am so honored to feature my friend Lindsay Fischer at her most vulnerable. Thank you, Lindsay — for being so raw and honest even when you are feeling so brokenhearted. My fingers jab at the keyboard with no real reason other than to soothe. To be here, to type,…

It’s Normal to Worry This Much, Right?

It’s Normal to Worry This Much, Right? Tales From a Chronic Worrier,  Guest Post by Beth Schulman I work hard at being a devoted mother, teacher, sister, and friend.  But, I often fall short, despite my good intentions.  It’s tough balancing all our roles in life. The one role I’ve…

Mothers and Bipolar: It’s as Easy as Love

“Yes, you are.” “No I’m not.” So the argument goes. I live the symptoms of my Bipolar Disorder everyday so I don’t need x-ray vision to see the same traits in another person. When that person or persons happens to share my DNA, it is even more obvious. Doesn’t quite seem…