If I Don’t Actually see This Goddammed Goldfinch Real Soon, I’m Gonna kill all These Birds with my Bare Fucking Hands

Hey Grandma, what did you do when democracy was dying? Well kids, every single day, I went to work, and then I went outside to stare at trees until it was dark. You must’ve gotten a lot of bug bites grandma. I Sure did, kids. I sure did. This dystopia is not at all what […]

More Fun with Teeth Gritting and Hunches!

Right before Thanksgiving I was sitting down to write a blog post about how at times, I’m really glad that both of my parents are dead. And I was, and it truly is, and then my caregiver skills (e.g. warm body) were desperately needed and it was at that very moment that I remembered that […]

An Open Letter to “Jamie” Parnell Spears from a Guardian Mom.

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My Hot Take on the Movie I Care a Lot

I just watched British screenwriter and director J Blakeson’s I Care a Lot on Netflix about an unethical court appointed guardian. Not only am I in the process of writing a screenplay about guardianship, I’ve worked in the field and I am a guardian for my adult disabled daughter. I’m not an expert but I […]

Your Guardian Angel Only Shows when You’re Sleeping Because She’s Got Other Shit to Do.

There is a somewhat depressing but highly accurate article in the New Yorker this week about how easy it is for the elderly to lose their rights through a court appointed guardian. It sums up the stress and distress of the last job I had as a case manager for a guardianship agency. How stressful […]

Dying is easy, it’s living that’s hard.

In 1997 I was dragged into the world of Medicaid Service Coordination by my developmentally disabled daughter who desperately needed services. I was yelling and screaming at everyone then and unfortunately haven’t been able to stop since. There have been many roles for me personally and professionally as a direct provider and advocate. I’m not […]

BlessdTown: My S-Town Experience

Bless your heart, Brian Reed. I can almost officially say that as a transplanted Southerner but it really means nothing coming from me. Although I believe that I live in the South, and the Ohioans I left behind definitely think I live in the South, folks here in Southeastern Virginia are quick to remind me […]