Needham 7, Some other place in Cambridge, MA, and Thank the Lord for 2018

I warn you, if you’re aging out and have a fall, it might not be the fall that kills you; it could be the care you receive. Should I call it care? Just don’t fall. It all Started here in The Saga of Cracks: https://joycebowen.wordpress.com/2017/11/17/1151/#more-1151 I just made it home on Friday after a stint... Continue Reading →

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Closing Doors

Throughout life, doors open and doors close. The openings are exciting: The closings are not. One might look at them like chapters in a book except for with chapters there is always a continuation. If we do not realize this, closing doors slam. It’s gentler if we acknowledge, early on, that there are stages of life—however small, that... Continue Reading →

Raising Children

  Even as a psychologist, my logical side, and emotional side are often at odds with (or even at war with) each other. It’s probably a result of being forced into a state of extreme survivalism as a child. I used my logic to save my life and/or avoid pain. Emotions poised like a runner waiting for the... Continue Reading →

La Saga de las Grietas

  ¿Parece doloroso? Es. Estuve enfermo por semanas. Después de salir de ese abismo, recuperé la confianza. Demasiado, yo diría. ¿Recuerdas esa sensación gloriosa que obtienes cuando la penumbra de la enfermedad abandona tu cuerpo? Lo recuerdo, pero ya no me toca. Aún así, hay un rayo. El recuerdo me toca. Pero la esclerosis múltiple... Continue Reading →

The Saga of Cracks

Look painful? It is. I’d been sick for weeks. After I crawled out of that abyss, I regained confidence. Too much, I’d say. Remember that glorious feeling you get when the dimness of sickness leaves your body? I remember it, but it no longer touches me. Still—there is a glimmer. The memory touches me. But Multiple Sclerosis... Continue Reading →

Istiak एक गुर्दा की जरूरत है

    क्या यह मुस्कुराते हुए चेहरे याद है? मैंने अपनी पोस्ट में इस्तिक के बारे में लिखा: https://joycebowen.wordpress.com/2017/09/10/am-i-a-racist/   बार-बार, मैं सुविधा स्टोर में जाता हूं, और काउंटर के पीछे एक स्कॉलिंग इस्तिका होगा। मैं तड़के और मुस्कुराया, और अंत में पाया गया कि Istiak मुस्कुराते हुए इन तस्वीरों में महत्वपूर्ण रूप से चित्रित... Continue Reading →

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