I am pleased to bring you the thinking of today’s guest, Elizabeth Scott. Liz is a psychologist in private practice in Portland, and she is the author of This Never Happened, a…
A recent conversation at our house: Ed: Look at all that beautiful jewelry. It’s a shame you never wear it anymore. Me: I know. Sorry. I hardly comb my hair anymore. Sorry. Ed: I love you anyway….
My perfect little grandson at birth Years ago, I published an essay about the anguish of our estrangement from a few of our adult children. I titled it My Big Happy Illusion, because one underlying issue in our particular estrangement story was my powerful illusion…
I am pleased to bring you the thinking of today’s guest, Dr. Joshua Coleman. Josh is a psychologist in private practice in the San Francisco area, with particular expertise in family dynamics,…
Dad on the left — Mom on the right On August 26, 1943 — the day after their wedding — my parents John and Clara Schmidt were at the Newton, Kansas train depot, on their way to South America. They were ‘called’ to serve as doctor and nurse for a new settlement of Russian…
Aberacadabera This week’s topic has been disappointment, and the yucky feeling we get when someone we care about says, “I’m disappointed in you.” I try to lighten my writing up a bit on Fridays, but lightness and disappointment don’t seem to go together all…