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Grief and estrangement

By Sherrie Cassel Dedicated to my biological family: I’m sorry you’re hurting. I found out yesterday, on Facebook, that my sister died; this is how my family of origin handles things. We’re not functional together; estrangement has been good for me. I did not know for decades that I could break free from toxicity andContinue reading “Grief and estrangement”

Politics and Poppycock

by Sherrie Cassel Is it just me, or is the world on fire, volatile, uncertain, complex, and ambiguous, a VUCA world, a term used in business models? I know popular opinion is that this administration is responsible for the chaos in my own country, the USA, and while the current president’s antics are sometimes entertaining,Continue reading “Politics and Poppycock”

No hard feelings

by Sherrie Cassel Anger is poisonous; it wrecks relationships irreparably, and if not irreparably, then shaky forever after. I know. My son and I. His wife and I. My sister and brothers and I, and a string of former lovers who might have turned into relationships had my anger toward men not been so prevalentContinue reading “No hard feelings”

Fearless Moral Inventory

by Sherrie Cassel I know my son was in a tremendous amount of pain when he died, emotional, physical, and spiritual. His marriage had ended, and he was wounded to the marrow of his soul. His problematic childhood didn’t help either. He chose alcohol, LSD, meth, marijuana, and finally heroin to stop the pain, butContinue reading “Fearless Moral Inventory”

Desert Perspective

By Sherrie Cassel Funny what we remember. Sometimes we remember things to the minutest detail and other times we miss the elephant in the room, no matter how many times we ram into its tusks. I’m listening to the Eagles, “Take it Easy”, and about the band’s time in Winslow, AZ. I’m not aware ofContinue reading “Desert Perspective”

Mother’s Day

by Sherrie Cassel I’m remarkably calm this Mother’s Day Eve. I know it’s coming. I’ve known. My life is punctuated by special days I can no longer celebrate with my son, and sometimes those days tear me up, and other times, I’m as calm as I am today. I no longer melt down when someoneContinue reading “Mother’s Day”

Brilliant!!!

Talkin’ about a revolution; sounds like a whisper. ~Tracy Chapman That’s how the Light gets in By Sherrie Cassel I love watching the Light go on in others’ eyes. There’s a monosecond when a person becomes self-aware, at once exhilarated and exposed; it’s glorious and terrifying. I just finished reading Stephanie Foo’s WHAT MY BONESContinue reading “Brilliant!!!”

Note to Self

By Sherrie Cassel Everything I cherish most in this world is in our home tonight. My son’s presence and absence fill the empty space between all that he loved most, the young man asleep on our couch, his son – and me, my son’s mother. My husband is singing a Flying Burrito Brothers’ song. TheContinue reading “Note to Self”