I have spent most of my adult life trying to learn how to love. I just didn't seem to get it. I just didn't know how to do it. So my biggest prayer, my go-to request throughout my adult life, was, "Lord, show me how to love." But I never seemed to improve, and I... Continue Reading →
Back To The Drawing Board
I'm back in therapy, dealing with the next stage of this journey, the highlights of which include my recent remembrances regarding the Gorilla and some of my ex's other personality-shards. That and the fact that my daughter got married last week and didn't invite her father. He doesn't even know she's married now. Also, did... Continue Reading →
Of Palm Trees and Why I Take Photos
So the thing about having lived with a gorilla... well... the thing about REALIZING you have lived with a gorilla for 30 years... Yeah. It hits a little hard. And I'm fairly aware of how hard it is hitting, because instead of dealing with it, I find myself posting photos of palm trees on my... Continue Reading →
The Gorilla I Accidentally Married
The first time I met The Gorilla was about six months into my marriage. I didn't know that was to whom I was talking at the time. My ex and I (let's call him Glenn) lived in an apartment behind a hospital in the early 90s, a charming little complex with a pool and trees... Continue Reading →