I receive many phone calls and emails asking for my help regarding child sexual abuse. Some of them are heartbreaking and I wonder how the person telling me the story can survive their anguish. Then I remember my own. And yet some of the stories I hear are so much…
My husband and I are both loners with origins in our childhood. He is an only child raised on a farm in north central Texas. His mother was 30 when he was born and his father was 55 and already growing deaf. It was a lonely life for Tom with…
Several years ago, while I was living in LA, I was heading east on the 91 Freeway when I noticed a green Jaguar in my rear view mirror driving very fast as he approached my right side. When he became abreast with my car he rammed into it, then stepped…
When I was a little girl I assumed that once I grew up I would fall in love with a very nice man who loved me deeply and who would cherish me. I was certain that I would be happily married for 56 years. After all, that was how long…
Aging, like wisdom, advances in stages. Like the changing of the seasons it has a springtime when we are born and begin forming that which we were meant to be; in the summer when we are at our peak, ripe and luscious, innocent and inquisitive; then comes fall with its…
