My past two months have been even worse than the Denver Broncos, like a Rumba zoomed over a pile of shit and tracked it to every last… Read more “My Thanks Giving Is Perpetual”
Author: confessionsofabanshee
Congenitally Diseased Hearts Matter
Two weeks ago I was diagnosed with heart failure, the traumatizing phrase used to describe the condition in which the heart does not pump blood as well… Read more “Congenitally Diseased Hearts Matter”
Ya Burnt Up or You’re Burned Out
Early in my social work career I had a client who loved to tell me I was ‘burnt up’, a colloquialism indicating disbelief or disagreement. Each time… Read more “Ya Burnt Up or You’re Burned Out”
dear social worker
You, dear social worker, you are incredible. I do not know you, but I know this is true. I know that you live a life dedicated to… Read more “dear social worker”
Good Grief
Ten days have passed since the death of my grandfather. Today was the first day that I did not wake up thinking of him. I brushed my… Read more “Good Grief”
He Did It His Way
Yesterday I left a hot and sunny Chicago day and returned home to a cold and snowy Denver evening. I twisted the key in my apartment door… Read more “He Did It His Way “
At the End of This Long, Strange Trip
Yesterday I returned home to my apartment in Denver after a weekend away. Sun splattered across the wood floor and my plants meandered their happy leaves toward… Read more “At the End of This Long, Strange Trip”
Mama
Mama, Today is your birthday. You have reached your 60th year. I know reading this blog is among one of the first things you will do today… Read more “Mama”
Fridge Batteries
One recent evening I hopped on my bike and rode to visit a friend who lives nearby. It was the kind of night in late summer that… Read more “Fridge Batteries”
drugs and bugs and weapons (oh my)
“Did you see that gun?” my colleague asked me as we left the home of our shared client. I had indeed seen the gun. I also saw… Read more “drugs and bugs and weapons (oh my)”