Wednesday Whining: One flew over the Cuckoo’s nest

I’m starting to feel it, the telltale signs of my last little bird flapping his wings, ready to fly and leave the nest. Is it too cliché to admit I’d never really thought this would happen to me? This is going to sound crazy . . . You mean unlike your other posts, thoughts, andContinue reading “Wednesday Whining: One flew over the Cuckoo’s nest”

To be Invisible: Part II

In my last post I shared Jennifer Seale’s blog about invisibility and the dehumanization of the human soul. She speaks of running to the mirror to check on her hands and face, certain she was “not real.” I too would spend what seemed like hours in front of the mirror, looking into the face andContinue reading “To be Invisible: Part II”