I started writing this last week, and have had trouble finishing. I know it’s just a blog post, but this is hard, you guys. XO, GIMB I’m starting to feel the effects of the Xanax I popped as I sit by my mom’s side in her very calm, warm, peaceful room at hospice. Which is … Continue reading
Gluten is an asshole. Those of us who wind up in the pot after a lunch meeting know this, and those of us who came back from the brink of death after going gluten-free know this as well. And after returning from helping to move my mother into a more secure memory care unit in … Continue reading
Sometimes you really don’t want to write things down. Like, you can live with it in your head. You can deal with the theoretical, but when it happens IRL, and then you go around having to say it out loud to people, wow, does it suck. Believe it or not, I’m not talking about my … Continue reading
