I built a fortress to hide from the world. I built a prison to lock up my heart and soul. But life has a way of tearing down walls.
It is a story about a boy filled with rage who dreamed of becoming a man capable of love.
I built a fortress to hide from the world. I built a prison to lock up my heart and soul. But life has a way of tearing down walls.
Institutionalized at thirteen, diagnosed schizophrenic at 24, losing a son at 45, this is the story of how my walls shattered, my defenses collapsed and I was given the gift of confronting my deepest fears.
It is also the story of the people in my life, those who wounded me, those I wounded, those who inspired me and those who loved me and taught me to love.
It is a story about a boy filled with rage who dreamed of becoming a man capable of love.
Excerpt
"I am content to follow to its source
Every event in action or in thought,
Measure the lot, forgive myself the lot."
Join me as we travel together on the road called "Aging." I will be sharing my personal experiences with you and offer ideas on how we can better navigate the complex byways of our older years. Grief, healing, generations, ancestors, and more.
