Okay, another Joan Rivers moment—can we talk? Let’s talk about fireworks and PTSD. I know a lot of folks have what borders on a fetish-level love affair with fireworks. They hit the stands like it’s Christmas morning, dropping hundreds of dollars on colorful explosions for the 4th of July and, here in Utah, for Pioneer …
Continue reading Can We Talk? PTSD, Fireworks, and Faking Normal
My apologies, folks. I took a couple days off from blogging—not for any dramatic reason, just your standard‑issue writer’s block mixed with a case of garden‑induced serenity. I was busy skipping between a handful of half‑baked blog posts that couldn’t quite find their endings and soaking in the quiet joy of tending plants. Honestly, sometimes …
Continue reading Life Out of the Closet (and What Was in There With Me)
I want to thank those that read these blog posts on a daily basis and I want to reiterate a few things so that folks know what's going on. I know that I have really honestly overshared my medical conditions in the past little bit. It has been a …
Continue reading Empathy, Experience, and Expressive Aphasia
Well, it’s a very odd Sunday morning here in the city of salt. While not unheard of, it’s strange to have a storm roll through and cool the temperature down into the 50s in June. Given the blast furnace we’ll be living in soon enough, I’ll gladly take the break. …
Continue reading Trigger Warnings, Irish Spring, and Other Sunday Thoughts
