On Keeping Children Alive

I fancied myself a decent mother of infants and toddlers; I jived with the tenderness, the clear boundary-setting, the byways of unshackled imagination. But, like, I imagine, most parents, I waited a little in apprehension of the “dreaded teenage years.”

This is my depression: a conversation-starter

I’m just coming through a period of what I call “going underground.” It’s a phase of my depressions where I find the need to withdraw from contact and the frenetic pace of everyday life (including, apparently, blogging!). When I come back online, I find a deep appreciation for the relationships I temporarily put on pause.Continue reading “This is my depression: a conversation-starter”