It’s been a few weeks since I ended a year-long habit of going to therapy on a regular basis. The last time I ended my session, it was...

For my grandmother: Vesta “Vicky” Davis Cook I mark my life with music. If there’s a song in my playlist, there’s probably a strong...

Healing is a complicated journey. You can think that you’re all done, but then something happens to remind you that more time is needed....

My new playground The end of the year is upon us (thank God), and I must admit that it has been the strangest 12 months of my life. I...

It’s been several weeks since I last blogged. I’m not sure if that’s because Canton is low-key, or if I’m just  boring. Probably the...