A friend called me the other day with a personal dilemma. Her daughter’s boyfriend burglarized her home to the tune of $80,000 in cash and jewelry. He’s an addict, possibly with an undiagnosed mental illness. She has all the proof she needs, but is at odds with what she should do. Surely he needs to…
Self-Sabotage, Part One
I can’t lie. Yesterday was not easy. Yet another birthday without my son. These dates, his birthday and death anniversary, really never seem to get easier. There’s still so much sadness in my heart as I light the candles he’ll never blow out and sing that song that he’ll only hear from that invisible realm he’s in. I…