Turns out that in surfing, as in life, fear of falling can lead to more falls.
Talismans and amulets — objects believed to have magical powers — were once part of any self-respecting doctor’s medicine bag.
At the bottom of my box — after two deaths and a divorce — I found the gift of gratitude.
Your name, written in your hand, is part of your identity.
More than three decades after my cancer surgery, I still hesitate when someone asks, “What’s up with your scar?”
Soon after my 50th birthday, I started keeping a list of “Things I will do/things I won’t do when I get old.” Ten years on, I’m still adding to it.
Is it risky to have a drink or two if you’re taking drugs for depression? Doctors don’t really know.
I’d become my mother’s travel guide in this new country of illness.
As much as I understand that illness is illness, whether mental or physical, and that there’s a greater openness about depression now than a generation ago, I still feel shame about my depression.