The Moments That Count

Written September 10, 2010Last night I went to my grandmother’s bedside, it was late, the room was dimly lit. She lay in her hospital bed, lost amid a jumble of pillows and blankets. She is presently at home in palliative care making her way from this world to the next. She is dying. It was... Continue Reading →

The Art of Weird

I come from a generation in which if you were weird you had to make a choice, hide it and blend in, or be out there and don't look for acceptance. Be strong enough to own your weird, earn your acceptance through sheer force of will. They used to say "don't dress weird unless you... Continue Reading →

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