Time Doesn’t Necessarily Heal – January 2024
As I write this, it’s January 8th. A new year increases our interest in taking the time to reflect, plan and dream. In the Northeastern U.S., we slow down because it’s cold and dark, and it's nice to be home with candles, Netflix and soup. We think about those we...
Although My Eyes Were Open – April 2024
And although my eyes were open They might just as well have been closed. ...
Never Too Late – August 2023
At age 69, I just started reading Creating Your Best Life by Caroline Miller. The book is a guide to creating meaningful lists to help accomplish one’s goals. Several years ago I gave it to my son, Bobby, when he was struggling with drug addiction in an attempt to...
In Memoriam – June 2023
Too many people are not far removed from knowing someone who has died from an accidental overdose. This is especially true where we live as we are only about a ½ hour away from Kensington, Philadelphia's notorious open-air drug market. A friend of our son, who was...
Doing Things Backwards – May 2023
It is not expected in our culture that children will die… We will leave them. They won’t leave us.And then it is over…It is an affront. It is a reversal of nature.-Martha Whitmore Hickman When I decided to publish my book Dear Bobby, I began an internet search for...
The Vortex
April 2023 My inner self was a house divided against itself. -St. Augustine Several years ago, a friend of mine was describing the drama that was occurring with several of her family members and said that being around them was like getting pulled into a vortex. Their...
Four Years
March 2023 You write in your letter something which I sometimes feel also: Sometimes I do not know how I shall pull through. -Vincent Van Gogh When we’ve lost someone we love, in our case our son Bobby, four years is both an eternity and yesterday. We no longer...