The Last Hurrah (Or eating my way through the Twin Cities one last time.)

After five years of regular visits, we said our goodbyes to the Twin Cities. This past weekend, Reed (hubby), Alli (baby of the fam), Quinn (best dog ever), and I traveled to Minneapolis to help Logan (middle child) move out of his apartment. We got an early start, so a little caffeine was in order:…

I Don’t Want to Talk About Mental Illness

To be honest, I don’t really want to talk about mental illness.   I don’t want to talk about mood disorders, or psychotic disorders, or eating disorders, or personality disorders, or obsessive compulsive disorders, or addiction disorders, or post-traumatic stress disorders.   I don’t want to talk about any of them.   Nor do I really…

Just a Poem I Wrote (Because sometimes that’s what I do…)

Memories of My Childhood   Standing on tiptoe, my eyes search the dark recesses of the closet…   There it is.   I reach up, slide the box off the shelf, and crouch down.   Gently I place the box on the floor in front of me.   I peel back the cardboard flaps, somewhat…