I'd spent a million years in therapy alone and some with my mother trying to bridge the gaping maw of our relationship dynamic.

It definitely feels like I am waiting for the point. What the heck was 2020 all about because, surely, there is some meaning to find there?

As we speak, my mother is dying. She has Stage lV cancer which started in her lungs earlier this year. Despite radiation treatment, it...

My mom died on May 29, 2020 at 11:30 a.m. Ever the pragmatist, she chose a doctor-assisted death so we knew right down to the minute when...