Tag: creative nonfiction

Making a Change


~ To my friend, who had the courage to make a change  Her change caught everyone by surprise. They thought things were fine. She seemed so happy, so go-lucky. “I’m so surprised,” they said. What they couldn’t see was that deep inside her heart stewed a restlessness that, on certain days, breached the kettle lip […]

A Therapy Story


If you’ve been keeping up this blog you probably know I started Vestibular Rehabilitation Therapy a few weeks ago. VRT is a form of therapy that uses exercise to improve gaze (eye movement) and gait (walking/movement).  My vestibular disorders, which are a result of cerebellar atrophy, vertigo (dizziness) and nystagmus ( involuntary rapid eye movement) […]

The Man with the Hole in His Brain-Chapter 2


The Man with the Hole in His Brain- Chapter 2 It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred […]

When Your Child Realizes How Cruel The World Can Be


Hours before my daughter’s 10th birthday I committed murder. Call me heartless, call me a bastard but since I don’t own a gun or crossbow–I did it with a hammer. Trust me, I didn’t want to do it. But, as life teaches, sometimes you have to do things you never thought you would do. I […]

The Air Max 90 (Or The First Time I Learned About Envy)


This week’s publication is dedicated to my friend and fellow writer Deb Dauer, who recently passed away from complications caused by ALS.  Although my time with Deb was brief, she taught me to live, to write with courage and spirit and that true happiness can only be found in the connections you make.  Thank you […]

The Great American School Experience: Hide In The Closet, Stay Quiet, and Hope Not To Die


They were still bagging up bodies at Stoneman Douglas High School when my 9 year old daughter told me her plan. “We would hide in the closet.” “Really? That’s all?” “Yes, teacher told us that if there is an intruder we are to hide in the closet and stay quiet.” I didn’t tell her that […]

Taking Notes: A Love Story


The following post is the first entry of the The February Project: Love and Marriage, a self-imposed month long writing project on love and marriage. “After all the romance and celestial promises of the initial courtship, love becomes a lifetime of small moments that add up to make something enormous.” from Taking Notes: A Love Story […]

Advice from the Dead


The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living.–Cicero Recently, while cleaning out the garage, while rummaging through stacks of dusty boxes I came across a brown, unmarked envelope. Intrigued, I quit rummaging, opened the envelope door and found my grandfather smiling on the other side. Inside the envelope it’s 1954 […]

What My Stand-Up Comedy “Career” Taught Me about Fear


It’s 2005 and I’m sitting at the kitchen table leafing through The Philadelphia Inquirer. Mom is at the stove whipping eggs. The coffee percolates and the TV weather man urges us to keep the umbrellas handy. Mom whirls around, offers me a plate of bacon and eggs and tussles my hair. I’m 25 and in a few weeks […]

So You’re on a Plane and There’s a “CODE RED!!!”


   I’m on Flight 1990 from Philadelphia to Puerto Rico and in the middle of reading The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck by Mark Manson when a panicked voice breaks over the intercom, “CODE RED, CODE RED!!!” A worried stewardess rushes up the aisle. A nervous current catches and spreads across the cabin. […]