Light in the Dark: My Dad’s Passing

My husband and I had been looking for a house for some time, and when we finally found the right one, the process of buying it and moving in was a rather magical process for us. There were other significant life events mingled in with the house and moving events,...

The Breakup

“Sonya, this father-daughter thing… I don’t think it’s working anymore.” My dad was breaking up with me. Our conversations had been increasingly testy, fragile, and edgy. Well, they’d been that way between Dad and everybody. As usual, he’d found ways to cut people out...

Reconciliation

After the Christmas blow-out fight when I was 25 years old – when my mom finally realized my dad was crazy and decided to get a divorce – my dad and I didn’t talk for several years. I felt no desire to be on the receiving end of the John-Bibilos-battering-ram. I heard...

The Beginning of the End

“Oh my God, he’s crazy.” 25 years of increasingly crazy – she just figured it out? I just offered two succinct nods. “Mmm hmm.” I was sitting next to my mom and brother on her fluffy peach sectional. We were dazed, the kind of shock, sadness, and exhaustion that can...

What Does It Mean To Be Human?

After reconciling the dragon of worthiness and realizing we are all inherently worthy, one day, I was sitting again in meditation on my purple cushion on my crappy-ass beige carpet in front of my altar, and I realized with shock that I had no idea what it meant to be...

The Tough Stuff

We walk into my cousins’ house, and there are cheers of welcome. The house is packed with family members. Theia Effie and Theo John embrace us; some of the cousins in my generation embrace us too (but others are too busy playing somewhere else). It’s a big...