Happy Hallowe’en!

The dreadful matter with the trusts and my manipulative, destructive siblings drags on. But I took one big step forward for Survivors  -- a step toward closure. I had imagined closure would only be sure upon the sisters' deaths, but I discovered inner resources to insist on and arrange for final closure with the closing … Continue reading Happy Hallowe’en!

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Musings

Distractedly, lazily, I flip through the Gmail folders. The one of email sent to my sisters. And ignored. Or at least unanswered. If I had kept all those for my lifetime, the unanswered ones, I wonder how many times I could circle the earth if I printed them out and laid them end to end. … Continue reading Musings

Time ticks on . . .

A military logistics expert once stated "Luck is just failed preparation." Clearly the last two years have proved abundantly lucky. Yes, I knew my parents likely would predecease me, but I had no idea how the very framework of my world would rock. Yes, I had always intended to lose contact with my siblings, but … Continue reading Time ticks on . . .

Challenged

The words don't come easily. The press misrepresents PTSD. Yes, most likely, injection of the acronym PTSD immediately reduces a reader's opinion of my credibility. Yes, some stimuli that evoke nothing in others may trigger a flashback, a distracting backscape of the mind. A flashback typically does not engulf a person. Instead, it distracts, it … Continue reading Challenged

Perspectives on perception

Forgive me, my friends-- creative folk make allegory chatting with Muses of yore. So, I too tonight, sheltering beneath their cloaks -- wishing this task less ugly, distasteful -- pay heed to the tunes Dreamweaver Muses intone. Fiction and poetry-- like Islam's shadow theater, sole allowed dramatic form, where the play of shadow and flickering … Continue reading Perspectives on perception