Dearest Nurse, I give you the final twist. “Well, you were right in a lot of what you wrote… about what’s going on.” Romeo said, his voice coming in matter-of-fact through the phone, yet not as strong as I expected. “I know.” I said, referring to the fact that he…

Dearest Nurse, everything happens for a reason. “Why do bad things happen, mom?” For the first three weeks after Paris and my separation, this became a constant refrain from Big. She would look up at me with her perfect, hazel eyes, red-rimmed with tears, searching mine for an answer. …

Dearest Nurse, I attended a very unexpected funeral today. “Hey, mom. I have a question for you.” I said through my car’s speakerphone while on my way home from a hike with Mercutio. “How far away is your meeting on the 24th?” Lady Capulet is flying in this Wednesday. She…

Dearest Nurse, I went on my very first date in nearly twelve years. “[Plays Scrabble?]” I said, approaching a man I had never met before, but whom I was fairly certain had to be my date for that morning’s hike. …

Looks like Romeo might not be the only character in this story who hadn’t forgotten about me… Back in college, I was a theater junkie. Acting specifically. I had grown up in the theater scene in New York City, and it was my whole entire world. I loved everything about…

I am spinning out, dear Nurse, and it’s all I can do to keep my shit together. Dearest Nurse, I made a massive fucking mistake. Massive. You can probably guess what I did. In spite of all my resolve, my mission, my stupidly over romantic goals, I broke the biggest…

There is no reclaiming self without reclaiming motherhood. “Okay! Here are lunches, diaper bag… shoes are on, and off you go!” Paris had come to pick the girls up and take them to school. He likes to do this whenever he can. Sneak in some extra time when he didn’t…

It’s amazing what you discover when you actually listen. I stepped out of the LA metro, onto the sun drenched streets of Korea Town, and began the quick walk to Friar Laura’s apartment. Before you ask, dear Nurse, yes, I have a car. Remember my obsession with my Rav4? And…

It’s time to look on the goddamn bright side already. Dearest Nurse, I have a new lease on life. Like the sun coming out again after months of grey. And don’t worry, it’s not a date with some random herpes dude — though Plays Scrabble did write me back after…