Written on Oct, 19, 2015
by Robin
In the past few months there have been a flurry of well written articles on female assertiveness, apologies, and anger, which have come to the forefront in part because of Jennifer Lawrence’s ,Why Do I Make Less than My Male Costars? We are…
Written on Oct, 17, 2015
by Robin
Yesterday was a typical Friday for me: a blizzard against which you duck your head, cover your face, and press into step by step. The wind blows so forcibly you must lean into it to make progress. You both desire that it let…
Written on Oct, 14, 2015
by Robin
Yesterday Sandy and I met with our couple’s therapist for the second time. The first session was largely laying out the reasons why we were in therapy: the creeping up of my depression, my general dissatisfaction but inability to vocalize it until this…
Written on Oct, 14, 2015
by Robin
I have recently related my relationship with Sandy to taking medication for mental illness. When I met Sandy it seemed like the exact thing I needed. My world was melting around me, and functioning was an an increasingly a high cost. Sandy was so…
Written on Oct, 13, 2015
by Robin
I have a mostly cordial relationship with my body. I wouldn’t call us best friends, but we’re like roommates who have grown to accept the others’ presence, even if there are times when one might want to “accidentally” toss the others’ prized cashmere sweater in the…
Written on Oct, 12, 2015
by Robin
Auden and I took Milli for a walk Saturday. He sucked on a Trader Joe’s lollipop and we walked about. At one point, he pulled it out of his mouth and proudly showed the crescent it had become and said, “Look, Mom, it’s…
Written on Oct, 12, 2015
by Robin
Over the years I have cobbled together something that might be interpreted as an eclectic style. This is not to say that I have had this perpetual affectation, just that somehow no matter what the current trends were, I always managed to syncopate…
Written on Oct, 12, 2015
by Robin
Last week Sandy and I celebrated 14 years of marriage. We married October 6, 2001, less than a month after the towers fell, and a week after Sandy’s 28th birthday (September 26). Just under four years later, on August 16, 2005, we had…
Written on Oct, 04, 2015
by Robin
When an author introduces magical or supernatural power of invisibility, the author wrestles with the logistics of it. How does it turn on and off, or does it? Does the character have to wear makeup to be seen? Does the character have to…
Written on Oct, 03, 2015
by Robin
Sandy scheduled us to meet with a couples therapist that my therapist recommended. Ironically, our first session is on our anniversary. I wonder how I should begin to explain the situation. Why exactly are we seeking therapy? I am going to just start…
