Archive for September 2015

Whatever happened to my best friend from first grade?

Whatever happened to my best friend from first grade?
This blog post is another addition of blogapalooza here at ChicagoNow. (All of our posts get Storified; click here to read more of them). Our challenge, if we choose to accept it, is to publish a post in one hour on this topic: “Write about a friend or acquaintance from your childhood with whom you’ve lost touch.”... Read more »

Trichotillomania: Remembering that I have another child

Trichotillomania: Remembering that I have another child
For those of you who are new to my Trichotillomania category, my 13 year old daughter has trich – an impulse control disorder where a person has the uncontrollable urge to pull out their own hair. It doesn’t hurt and they will pull hair from anywhere. My oldest pulls her eyelashes, eyebrows and scalp. However, this... Read more »

Trichotillomania: Managing anxiety with grace and patience

Trichotillomania: Managing anxiety with grace and patience
If you’ve been following along, you know that my oldest, a 13-year-old 8th grader, suffers from the impulse control disorder (ICD) called Trichotillomania. Trich for short. Trich is the most common ICD nobody’s ever heard of. People with trich impulsively pull out the hair on their bodies, usually without realizing it. My girl pulls out... Read more »
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5 reasons why my kids don't have cellphones and won't any time soon

5 reasons why my kids don't have cellphones and won't any time soon
My girls are 13 and 11 years old. They do not have cellphones and won’t any time soon. Here are the top 5 reasons why: 1 – Cellphones are danged expensive. I don’t care what plan you have; I don’t care how much data you get. Coming up with the money it takes to furnish... Read more »

30 years later - what would she think of me now?

30 years later - what would she think of me now?
Thirty years is a long time for anything. If you get to 30 years of marriage, people cheer for you. If you live to the age of 30 years, people celebrate with you. If you make it to your 30th high school reunion, people reminisce with you. However, when 30 years goes by after losing... Read more »

I didn't get to say goodnight to my police officer husband, and he might not come home in the morning

I didn't get to say goodnight to my police officer husband, and he might not come home in the morning
I didn’t get to say goodbye or “I love you” to my husband before he left for work tonight, and he might not come home in the morning. That’s the reality I live with as the spouse of a police officer. Especially today. Especially considering that in the last month 16 officers were killed or... Read more »
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