Category Archives: Family challenges

Don’t forget the Dean trauma

On April 19, 1978, Brian and Vriana Dean were brutally murdered when they surprised a burglar ransacking their house. Prior to murdering the Dean kids, John Zimmerman, an unemployed heroin addict, ransacked the Mickey’s house. Had Lloyd not seen a white van in the alley behind the Dean’s house, Zimmerman likely would never have been…

Damn, kids get really sick

In my last blog, I wrote about the impacts, both positive and negative, of a car accident I was in when I was 17. My trauma was beyond difficult.  If you’re interested, you can find it on my website.  It’s titled, “Yep, I was only 17.”  In today’s blog, I look at how trauma related…

Yep, I was only 17

At about 12:10 a.m. on April 21, 1985, I got in the car with my main mate TS.  We’d been drinking and I was a passenger in his 1985 Accord Coupe.  When I woke-up in the hospital 9 days later, I learned we’d wrapped around a telephone pole and I’d had three seizures and been…

More Tips for Holiday Survival with Family

Holiday Family Dynamics It seems like the intense feelings people had immediately after the election have simmered down a little.  But with the inauguration coming, flare-ups are inevitable.  One potential hot spot could be at the Christmas (or another holiday) dinner table. In my last post, I shared thoughts about how to navigate things with…

Tips for Holiday Survival with Family

Below is a piece I often share at Christmas time.  This year I’m posting it early, as many of you will be with your family for Thanksgiving, and the aftershocks from the election have far from stopped.  You’ll have plenty of opportunities to engage in heated conversations.  Here are some thoughts on sidestepping hot buttons,…

4 Tips for Talking Things Out

When Things Take a Wrong Turn: Talking Things Out I spent last Saturday night at one of my best friend’s house. Late in the evening, as we chatted rather energetically/boisterously, he unexpectedly got up, told me I was being kind of a d… and headed to bed. As he walked away, I asked him what…