Vacation From Chaos

Late one recent afternoon, spinning my wheels on all kinds of tasks that needed my attention, I called my sister Erica.  “Hey Eri, wanna go get a drink, or a cup of coffee?” “Well—um, I’m kind of cleaning up my apartment, and—” her voice was tiny.  “I could use a hand.” She was asking?  Forget…

Some Thoughts on Mother’s Day

When I was young, I gravitated toward friends who had struggles with their mothers.  I felt overwhelmed by my difficulties with my mom, and needed orientation from others with similar experiences. Over the years, I’ve been startled to see many friends gradually resolving their conflicts and coming to appreciate their moms—most of whom turned out…