Back in the Nest: A Safe Harbor for a Floundering Fledgeling

…continued from yesterday. “Come home,” Pedro said to Sarah. I grabbed my computer and started looking for one-way flights to San Francisco. God, my ever-faithful travel agent, led me to a flight that would have me in San Francisco by noon that we wouldn’t have to mortgage the house to… Read more“Back in the Nest: A Safe Harbor for a Floundering Fledgeling”

Desperately Seeking Help for an Adolescent in Crisis

…Continued from yesterday. The week Sarah and I spent together seemed like an exercise in futility. From my point of view, Sarah had entered full-blown crisis mode. From her point of view, no one could do anything to help her. From the medical/mental health point of view, Zoloft would fix… Read more“Desperately Seeking Help for an Adolescent in Crisis”

Out of the Frying Pan and Into the Fire

…. continued from yesterday All of a sudden, the doctor’s words came back and rattled around my head.  I held my breath. Had Sarah jumped out of the frying pan and into the fire? Swung from anorexia to bulimia? “No.” The dread receded like the tide on a beach.  “So… Read more“Out of the Frying Pan and Into the Fire”