Month: April 2019

Losing my cool


The other day I lost my cool. I yelled at my son. A hot, loud dad-snarl. He was already in trouble for lying about his homework the night before and his attitude toward me sent me seeing red. I stalked toward him and saw fear flash across his face. No matter your age, seeing your […]

Cleaning out the attic


Why do you visit Write on Fight on? I enjoy the writing style. I relate to the content of the posts. I find the posts to be inspiring and motivating. I find the posts to be insightful. Survey Maker | Make Surveys in Minutes | PollMaker   Yesterday, while cleaning out the attic, I found […]

The Backwards Brain Bicycle


The other day my friend Pete shared with me the video, The Backwards Brain Bicycle. I watched it, at times stunned, saying to myself, “Yes! This is how my brain works.” The video shows what happens when an experienced bicycle rider tries to ride a backwards bicycle. Meaning, when you turn the handle bar to […]

I want a plastic soul


When I learned about my brain damage I called to tell my friend, a biomedical engineer, studying in Switzerland at the time. I remember telling me the good news– the human brain is plastic. “Plastic? What do you mean?” “The brain is malleable. It changes. So if damage occurs, the brain can adapt and change. […]

A letter to my daughter on her 11th birthday


The following is a letter to my daughter who turned 11 this week. Dear Haley, Happy 11th Birthday! You’re now old enough to know that after all the books, after the classes, after all the stuff– the crib, the bottles, the baby wipe warmer, the jars of mashed apricots, after the advice from your grandparents […]

To my friend who is lost


This post was originally published in September 2018. To my friend who is lost, Your life is a story. A story played by three familiar characters: The hero The hero is brave and courageous. Not always but on most days they try.  The hero embraces their weaknesses and vulnerability. They pursue passions. And listen. And […]

We are all connected


~This is a new post~ The murder of Samantha Josephson has consumed me since I heard on the morning of Saturday, March 30th. Samantha graduated from the high school which I’ve taught for 12 years. I didn’t teach Samantha but I taught her sister and when Samantha was a 12th grader we shared a few […]

9 years later I finally met Tim O’Brien


~This is a new post~ This post is dedicated to Samantha Josephson  Sometimes you only get to meet a person once or twice and you don’t think about them again until you see their face on the news and the news tells you they’re dead and you can’t stop thinking about them alive and hearing […]