I’ve gotten looking happy down to a science. ….
I’ve stayed sober through tremendous loss but none more profound than my divorce.
I thought I was ok. I had miscarried naturally twice before. But I wasn’t ok. I’m not ok.
My inner child is there, very real, and her presence is strong. But my love for her is stronger.
A little while back, during one of her wonderfully vulnerable moments, my best childhood girlfriend asked me, “How do I deal with my Mom dying, Rae—how do I get ready?”