Monthly archive April, 2013
Firsts

Firsts

I put something away today.  At first I was just picking up Dane’s room, as usual.  Socks in the hamper, toys to their boxes, surgical tape back up on the shelf, antibiotic in the cabinet, gauze pads stacked neatly in place… What was I doing?  Dane’s wounds were healed.  Nothing but a simple scar remained. ...
No Apology

No Apology

I will not apologize for being happy.  No – I – won’t.  I read through my Facebook feed and see snarky comments from people who seem somehow offended by the happiness of others, doubting their sincerity, and chastising the cheerful for our seemingly endless fits of personal delight. Well, truth is, I’m not ALWAYS deliriously happy.  Please!...
Drama!

Drama!

  They wanted to make me a whore – a whore!  Can you imagine???  I refused.  In hindsight, I probably should have watched ‘The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas’ before auditioning for it, but what sort of social teenager had time for that? Earlier in my theatric career I was cast as a rock –...
Don't Jump

Don’t Jump

I tried to kill myself once.  I’m not proud of that but I think it needs to be said.  And since that day, the day that I didn’t die, things have gotten better, sometimes more slowly than surely, but incredibly better none the less. I was on my way to a party, a party I...