I'm drowning. Can't come up for air. There's a vice on my neck. It's dark and there are shadows all around stalking me, accusing me. ...

My son is loud. I mean, the volume, tone, whatever you want to call it, is incredibly loud and in many ways annoying. I love him to...

My last post (Testing...Testing) stimulated another bout of house fever. It arrives a few times each year: An acute desire for a little...

Yesterday, I received an ominous call from the leasing office. Diana, the leasing agent (a lovely woman), speaking in hushed tones said...

So, in the meantime, Father God, help me. I'm at an impasse and I guess I just need you to show up for me in a very miraculous way and...