Let me start by saying I have this thing about being organized. Very organized. I have lists for everything, even lists of my lists. This personality trait probably evolved because of my ADHD as a means of finding order in my own personal chaos. I don’t know if I could have survived medical school otherwise….
Erik and the Fortune Cookie
When I was a kid, fortune cookies were kick ass. (I was fairly easy to please.) Seriously, they pointed you in the right direction, gave clarity to a muddled path, and were just, well, fun! Now, it’s all about moral advice for morons: the early bird gets the worm, people in glass houses, yada, yada,…
From the Beginning
Many of you are new to the site, so I’d like to re-post entries from the beginning so that you won’t miss anything that might either interest you, endow you with a new understanding of all things spiritual, or help heal those who have also suffered a tragic loss. Let’s begin with the life and…
Little Prankster
I know this is the second post in one day, but this can’t wait. I’m all alone in the house. I just used the downstairs bathroom by the utility room and an hour later, I pass by the door and see the toilet seat is up. I know cats don’t have opposable thumbs, so I…
Ask Erik: Ruiz Family Questions
In this entry, you will see that grief is the great equalizer. I transcends ethnicity, religion, cultural background, socioeconomic levels, and in this case, even vast distances. Here is a question Irene posed to Erik from her homeland in the Philippines: “Dear Erik and Elisa: You guys are living in Texas while we are here…
Erik’s First Visits
After Erik’s death, my entire family and I plunged into a state of numbness. We were shaken by a grief so profound each minute seemed like an eternity. Making the funeral arrangements from choosing a casket and burial plot to deciding what clothes he should wear in his perpetual sleep was an agony that clawed…
