Unless what you’re trying to do is piss someone off or hurt their feelings, whatever you do, don’t tell them, “You didn’t even try.”
Because that’s not something you can possibly know.
Maybe you don’t like the results.
Maybe you’re dissatisfied.
And maybe you would have done a better job if you were in their shoes (but then again, » Read more
The most exhausting thing I did this past week was mailing a mother’s day card back to Maine.
I don’t have the best relationship with my mother. We are consistently disappointed with who the other is and how they act. If we were neighbors, we would shoot each other dirty looks and avoid one another. » Read more
PQ 6.5 — Do I look for hidden meanings in other people’s words? Do I bury my real meaning?
She is the most beautiful woman in the world. We’re whizzing down the road. A rural route. Trees rush by. She’s in the driver’s seat, like always. Her long black hair glints in the sun. » Read more
“It is good people who make good places.”
The first few weeks of December always make me think of my great aunt Georgie.
I have no real memories of Grammy, her sister. Everything I do know about Grammy comes from scraps Grampy would tell me. » Read more
“One pill a day,” Dr. Fodor said. “And your daughter will be fine.”
The social worker laid her hand on my mother’s arm. “See, Mrs. Turner, I told you. There’s plenty that can be done. She won’t be inpatient forever.”
“She’s starting to remember who she is,” Dad added.
Lately their faces had begun to register as faces, » Read more
When I was growing up, my mom always used to say, “You’re not weird. You just want to be that way.”
It’s interesting – and something that I think about often. Why is it so easy to dismiss what another person wants to be? What makes some people so sure that they know another person better than that person knows themselves? » Read more
The first person I ever fell in love with was a straight girl. And when I say girl, I mean quite literally. We were 8 years old. She was my best friend.
A was painfully shy. Extremely intelligent, funny, and sweet but virtually silent in the classroom. I suppose it didn’t help that she had to wear headgear. » Read more
“Be careful going back to school. Don’t get in with the wrong people! You’ve got such a good thing going with your man. Don’t fall in with the wrong crowd.”
If only she knew what we do on the weekend, the characters we hang out with, the leather daddies,the perverts, the thrill seekers, » Read more
Last week, my parents made the trip out here from Maine to see me for the first time in a year and a half. This was the first time they’d get to see where I was staying out here in Ohio, our house, our lovely town. And it was the first time they’d meet Skyspook. » Read more
It isn’t fair that I’m so happy, so safe, secure while you struggle. You were there for a lot of it, for the worst of it, if not directly there, a simple phone call or letter away. I knew I could call you, and you’d drive hours to pick me up, buy me an ice cream cone, » Read more