I have a confession to make. I can’t turn off the news. I’ve been politically engaged all my life, on some level or another. I came of age at a time when the prospect of nuclear war between the United States and the Soviet Union loomed over us all. I remember the Iran-Contra hearings,, Read More

Some thoughts on the latest moves by the Trump administration. 1) Kids (and adults) who are transgender are at higher risk of assault, abuse and murder than just about any other minority in our country 2) Transgender kids are who they are. Most report that their gender identity was fixed at a very young, Read More

Never Good Enough

Posted on March 22, 2015 by

Do you ever have that feeling that never quite reach where you want to be?  For me, that feeling a fact of life. It was prompted this morning by a practical consideration. I’ve recently started a new job, but have not seen a full size paycheck yet. Andrea and I have a detailed financial, Read More

Perfect love casts out fear

Posted on October 14, 2014 by

Early 1980s. Seventh grade. There was this girl, her name was Lily. She played violin, sang in the chorus, and I was in love. The only trouble was, she didn’t even know who I was. I was that kid who watched from afar, as she sang the lead part in the school play. And I, Read More

Angry God

Posted on October 9, 2014 by

Not long ago—perhaps ten months—my therapist handed me a book called “Came to Believe: A Guide to the Second Step” by Chet Meyers. The book refers to the Second Step of Alcoholics Anonymous (and other 12-Step programs). For those of you not familiar with the paradigm, the way it works is this. First you, Read More

Shame, Fear, and Starting over

Posted on October 3, 2014 by

It’s been a long time since I’ve done much blogging of a personal nature. There are a variety of reasons for that, but the overriding one is that I’ve had major changes and transitions in my life in the last months and years. The last two years have featured moves, career changes, divorce, going back, Read More

Dear Daddy

Posted on August 2, 2010 by

The other day, when I drove your car back to the apartment, the song on your mp3 player was Jim Croce’s Rapid Roy Stockcar Boy. Hard to get my mind around the idea that this was the last song you listened to before you left this earth.