9/11 and I

In September of 2001, felt as if I were on the edge of becoming a mad woman, though I was still only a 19 year old girl. I was a budding alcoholic with both feet over the invisible line that crosses us into the place from whence many of us “a-holics” never return. I “lived” […]

Brutal Loss

I had a few moments of reprieve from the grief that so many of us felt last night. I turned on “Bachelor In Paradise,” to make myself laugh. I chatted with my girlfriend and helped pack and organize for our upcoming backpacking trip. But these were just moments. The sadness weighs constantly and heavily on […]