A few days in the wasteland, a few sessions in therapy, and one more reminder that grief doesn’t end—it just shifts shape. Sometimes the only way to learn grace is with a 2x4 to the head.
Tag: Therapy
Change, Firefighters, and Fallout
This blog is evolving—but the themes of healthcare, personal stories, and post-apocalyptic survival remain. Reflections on 9/11, Fallout-inspired healing, and remembering what makes a real hero.
Surgery and Strange Conversations
Facing surgery with equal parts nerves and hope, I reflect on the strangeness of convincing a surgeon I was ready—and on gratitude for my family, the VA, and the promise of pain relief.