I’m away next week, so I’ll see you the following Friday, my therapist says. Even the moon can see the fake of my smile and I hope my phone camera pixels add their own sincerity as I nod and say okay. I question my progress, my growth, that I am afraid of a week on […]
Every year, on each holiday, each birthday, I find myself searching, reaching, scrabbling for even an ounce of the fun and excitement they held as a child. And every year I’m left with sinking disappointment, tired resignation. The magic is gone, and I don’t know how to get it back. This is a concentrated example, […]