These aren’t the presents I asked for

My son told me I should ask for a certain something for Christmas. That’s when it hit me. No one asks me what I want for Christmas anymore. When I was little, my parents did. When married, my husband did. Now, middle aged and divorced with deceased parents and young kids—no one asks. While I’d…

Won’t you be my neighbor?

I am part of a rare ecosystem, one which is fast becoming extinct. Let’s not let it happen. I’m part of a neighborhood. That doesn’t mean I live in a cookie-cutter subdivision surrounded by lots of other people of similar socioeconomic persuasions. That’s called a block. Or a development. Or a high-rise. I live in…

Why Thanksgiving is a goldmine for family therapists

As many of us in the States prepare to celebrate the Thanksgiving holiday, you’d think we’d rejoice. Not all of us. While some of us are happy to be spending time with our extended families this week, others are stocking up on red wine. And booking therapy sessions in advance of the holiday rush. After…

Christmas by Cody

His name is Cody. And he schooled me today. Boy, did he ever. I walked into Best Buy a gaming system virgin. Yes, folks, embarrassing to admit this at my advanced age, but it’s true and I’m not ashamed to say it. I walked out more worldly. And it only took 25 minutes. There I…