Courting Destiny

Ten years ago, sometime in June, I learned something that changed my life forever. At 56, really a month from 57, I first heard about nonverbal learning disorder (NLD), realized that I had it, and had myself diagnosed. The psychiatrist that diagnosed me had known me for 20 years. He was known for his abilities to diagnosis, pick the “right”… View Post

My mother was the only person who understood what it felt for me to be adopted. I never struggled with hate or disdain or dislike for my adoptive parents. They were my parents. Period. But I felt that it was my right to find my birth parents. Period. Because there were things I did struggle with: when I was a… View Post

I believed in one thing, and one thing above all, most of my life. I believed in karma. I thought that if you treated people well, and asked for nothing in return, you would end up with a lot. Oh, magical thinking, I should have known better. I was gifted much in life. There is so much I have to… View Post

What I hate most: Pity. Pity from others; and self-pity. This isn’t a story about pity. Nor is it a sad story. It is a story about a life, and a woman who began college in 1968, but still thinks she has a lifetime to live. Why say when she began college rather than the year she was born?  1968,… View Post

Push is pull; pull is push. Up is down; down is up. East is….yes, it’s west in my world. If you ask me to push a door I will invariably pull it, and vice versa. Directions—fortunately, we have GPS’s now, and I seriously love getting lost on vacation. Other times, not so much as there’s this thing called “being on time,”… View Post