My poor old retriever, Pete, isn’t doing so well. In July we took him to Los Angeles to the Sam Simon clinic to have a tumor removed from his front leg. It was diagnosed as an aggressive soft tissue sarcoma and the surgeon said it would almost assuredly come back, and fast. It did. Two […]
When I started looking at the future a couple years ago, contemplating major changes was stupefying. One of the decisions I needed to make was about my home. I loved my patch of woods in the Ohio country with its 1860s log cabin. I had dreamed of retiring to just such a place some day,
The move to California has been a whirlwind and surreal, while at the same time feeling all-consuming, so it seemed it would never actually happen. I sorted and packed and sorted and packed for so long I felt constrained to the penultimate level of hell. And here today, we are in our new home in
It\’s been a year since my very best friend – and the light during most of my life – died. I still can\’t quite wrap my head around that. I definitely can\’t wrap my heart around that. Sheri Roberts Tennant was my counterpart in so many ways: we really got along like Will and Grace in most
At the Gay Christian Network conference in Houston in 2016, the theme of most of the break out sessions that I attended was recovering from shame. Brené Brown\’s name was big that year. She is an expert in studies on vulnerability and shame, and her statements were espoused by session leaders and struck deep chords
