Hope Street

As I walked through my neighborhood to the grocery store for the last time today, it felt like I had come full circle.  Arriving in LA 6 years ago, I had no car, I had no kids and I walked everywhere.  Hearing my flip flops hitting that same sidewalk this afternoon reminded me of those early days,... Continue Reading →

Peeling the Onion

It has been said that the grieving process is like peeling an onion.  As each layer falls away, it gives the gift of deeper understanding and also reveals the next level of processing. The stages don’t go smoothly from 1-5… denial, anger, bargaining, depression and then acceptance.  They are interwoven and revisit you many times even after... Continue Reading →

Growing Pains

Today was the day. After nearly a year of appointments, phone calls, follow up phone calls, disappointments, more phone calls and a whole lot of waiting, the growth kit for Oliver’s wheelchair was ready to be installed.They’re funny… These simple things. So much emotion from such simple things.It was a hurried morning to get the... Continue Reading →

The Alchemy of Experience

Sometimes I barely recognize the person I’ve become. I took this photo just before walking in to confront our respite agency about why they aren’t staffing our hours with competent caregivers. Five years ago I never could’ve imagined dressing in this conservative outfit and coolly and confidently walking into an office to deal with an... Continue Reading →

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