The Time I Tried Acupuncture

What if my anxiety is making my pulse jump and he puts the needles in the wrong place? What if I’m failing acupuncture? Is that even possible? Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, he releases my wrist. I think I audibly sigh, but I wiggle my shoulders in what looks like a relaxing motion, so he thinks I’m just settling in. Then, he moves around the table and repeats the whole process on my left side.

An Open Letter to My Son on Graduation Day

To My Son, You came into our lives that January day, all wrinkled and full of hope. You smiled, laughed and took in your world. Sight by sight, memory by memory. You went from crawling one week to walking the next. You learned, grew and thrived. You were full of Read more