By Sherrie Cassel On this first day of the year, I pledge to honor my emotions as they arise, the good, the bad, and the infantile. Hey, it happens. On this first day of the year, I pledge to be like Michael J. Fox and Stephen Hawking, who, despite their challenges, continue to inspire. OnContinue reading “On this First Day of the Year”
Author Archives: Grief to Gratitude
Fashionably Late
By Sherrie Cassel Racing against the clock; it’s 11:28 p.m. I know, with eight billion people in the world, there are bound to be a few wistful, woeful, and wonderful missives saying goodbye to 2025, and so, here’s mine. I can describe my year as wonky and wonderful. I finally, after what has seemed likeContinue reading “Fashionably Late”
Wrapping it up
By Sherrie Cassel 24 days from today, I will navigate the tenth anniversary of my son’s passing: it’s a biggie. I’m not making light of it, trust me; for some reason, this one hits harder than even the first two anniversaries. I believe I was numb for the first two years, and then … IContinue reading “Wrapping it up”
Sweet Jesus
By Sherrie Cassel Every Christmas for a few years now, I’d repost a missive I wrote for Christmas that actually received over 1K hits. I had been pulling away from the hold that vestiges of fundamentalism still had on me. I just remember in a home full of angst and violence, the holidays were stillContinue reading “Sweet Jesus”
With no particular place to go
By Sherrie Cassel 3 a.m. musings – and I’m wide awake, ruminating on craziness, on the rollercoaster of a 63-year-old life. I’m pushing Medicare age, and, yes, I’m hoping that in the two years I have until I’m “there”, there will still be Medicare. We’ll see. Health insurance, Covered California, while not ideal, is alsoContinue reading “With no particular place to go”
Merry Misnomers
By Sherrie Cassel Thanksgiving has come and gone, and Christmas is on the horizon, speeding toward us, targeting our need to keep up with Jones’s conspicuous consumption. Christmas, in America, is an insane time anyhow, but now with the social pathology taking place in my country and other parts of the world, Christmas is aContinue reading “Merry Misnomers”
True Story in Prose: No rhyme, no reason
By Sherrie Cassel I never needed noise to drownout my pain, or to quiet the voicesin my head. You did. I need silence to drown outall the sounds of distraction. Raised inrigid fire and brimstone, yes. You knew.Our infinitely many pet peeves,had us in stitcheson a really good day. We laughed. Battling imbalanced hormones,We managedContinue reading “True Story in Prose: No rhyme, no reason”
We each go grieving on and on, hurrah, hurrah!
By Sherrie Cassel Hokusai Katsushika (1760–1849) Cacti close shop for the winter. Cottontails hibernate. Coyotes come into neighborhoods because their prey has gone underground. Californians hustle and bustle all year round. Southern California has two seasons: perfect and a little less than perfect. I didn’t grow up with fiery hillsides of changing leaves or monthsContinue reading “We each go grieving on and on, hurrah, hurrah!”
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People Pleasing
Are you a people pleaser? Did you know people pleasing (fawning) is a survival mechanism? Did you have a lot of trauma and find yourself afraid to express your emotions, from anger to joy? This book is amazing. Ingrid even discusses how fawning affects how we grieve our losses, from losing ourselves, to losing someoneContinue reading “People Pleasing”
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