My mother - God love her - was a professional worrier.
Brought up in an Irish-Catholic home in a small Wisconsin farm community, it was her way of showing that she loved us. The more you ...
Yesterday was my anniversary. I am not married and I was not celebrating another year of sobriety.
April 27 is the anniversary of my last clinical depression. It was one of the worst days of my ...
There could not be a more beautiful morning.
The sun is just barely up - no clouds in the sky. The temperature is perfect - you can sit quietly on a bench without feeling a chill ...
Twenty-one polo ponies died here last Sunday.
I do not know much about polo. But I do understand this:
"These horses give you their all," said one of the world's top polo player. "They are like ...
When you spend a lifetime trying to make other people happy, you forget what makes you happy. You convince yourself that making other people happy makes you happy. You become so consumed in making others ...
Where do I end and you begin?
You could be a stranger and I would not know. Your problems are mine. Your consequences are my challenges. "I will take care of that." "You don't have to ...
Monday. 7 am. Time to jump back into the gerbil wheel.
Sometimes it is the eternal monotony of doing the next right thing, putting one foot in front of the other that kills me. I am ...
Did you hear about the new donut shop called Lou Gehrig Donuts? Come in early and two lovely nurses will feed you donuts while you sit helpless in a wheelchair. Offensive, right? Of ...
Alcohol is a depressant. I wished someone had told me this when I was 14, when my drinking career began. Although at that age it wouldn't have meant anything to me. I was going to ...