My relationship with my Mother was complicated, filled with heartbreak, disappointments, violations, and Love. She died when I was 27. She died riddled with cancer, abjectly disappointed with life, and ostensibly alone. It didn’t start out that way, but that’s the way it ended. It has taken …

There is no redeeming value to suffering. Discomfort yes, but suffering, No. A good deal of suffering comes from indecisiveness. Straddling two sides of a conflict. Vacillating back and forth, looking for signs on which way to go. The signs are always there, it’s that we are …

It’s graduation time and ceremonies and protocols are dramatically different. As difficult as that is, there is always a silver lining. This time boasts a chance to adapt. A chance to go inward about what the accomplishments have been.To have more of a thoughtful time to look at …

As mothers and fathers, all we want to do is keep our children safe.  We are always children to someone, regardless of how old we are.  George Floyd’s last word was “Mama”, in hopes that the person who gave him life could save his life. This is heartbreaking …

Even though the summer Teals are just weeks away, and even though the LA sky is a Tiffany blue; we are more in the throws of darker reds and muted browns. We are in the shadows of sobriety.This is not a time of summer highs or …

If love is the ability to cry publicly, laugh uncontrollably, and have your heart broken consistently – then I am filled with love. I am experiencing all three of those phenomena on a daily basis, maybe on a moment by moment basis. It feels like some sort …