This will be short because I am exhausted and not feeling well, but feeling compelled to write. Yesterday was the funeral for my bosses son. It was beautiful. She and her spouse gave the Eulogy, and there are no words to describe it. They were funny, poignant, joyous and sad. They spoke primarily to their … Continue reading Unconditional Love
My bosses 19 year old son died at 4:33 today. He suffered severe cerebral palsy from birth, and his past 3 years had been particularly cruel. He had 4 major surgeries, each resulting in major complications. Yesterday he suffered cardiac arrest. Today they made the decision to remove the ventilator keeping him alive, and he … Continue reading Anger, Grief & Death
I had dinner with 2 of my sons tonight. One is turning 25 in a few weeks, and he told me his plan. He wants to rent a party bus which will take a bunch of people around the city for a safe night of partying. He mentioned it because he wanted to know - … Continue reading A Letter To My Son(s)
How do I put this into words......... While I am not proud of how I behaved, last weekend I finally lost it with my parents. After spending the past year, hell - my entire life - trying to keep them happy, do the "right" thing, meet their needs, I lost it. I was accused of … Continue reading Who Must Bridge The Divide?
Change I watch the ripples change their size but never leave the stream of warm impermanence and so the days float through my eyes but still the days seem the same. David Bowie August August represents the end of carefree days and overfilled late summer nights, the end of freedom. As a child, August was … Continue reading Change