Reflections from the Opera

A quiet afternoon at the opera turns into a reflection on grief, rumination, and the long shadow of regret. Sometimes, healing looks less like triumph and more like showing up for yourself one small outing at a time.

Dancing in the Ruins

I ventured out on my own for the first time since the strokes — to see Above & Beyond live. It wasn’t just about music; it was about reclaiming independence, redefining healing, and realizing that moving on doesn’t mean leaving everything behind.

Counting Avoidance

When avoidance becomes a way of life, even lists can feel like enemies. Between writer’s block, PTSD, and the fallout from strokes, I’m learning how to navigate decision-making, distraction, and guilt—with help from The Count and a very patient dog.

Productivity on My Own Terms

Redefining productivity after stroke recovery: why sometimes skipping the checklist to fish in Fallout is exactly what you need.