It’s a striking contrast to leave the lively, bright Christmas Eve party and return to my quiet apartment with my sleeping child, unable to delay his slumber over the excitement of Santa Claus and presents.  The quiet is dramatic, marked by the purr of the refrigerator and the click of expanding and contracting metal in … Continue reading Mary


Remember that part at the end of National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation where Clark Griswold goes on a rant about his boss?  That's how I felt walking out of my divorce settlement conference tonight.  It's over.  The papers are signed. The orders are written.  It's over.  Hallelujah!  Holy shit!  Where's the Tylenol? I wrote this last … Continue reading Benediction