Shirley was driving after an intense day at work. Exhausted, she just wanted to go home and connect with her partner. The traffic was awful as usual and the car’s headlights in the rear view mirror were blinding. She turned up the rear view mirror to stop this assault to the eyes. The traffic thinned...
Hi, my name is Bob Livingstone and I am a psychotherapist based in the San Francisco Bay Area. I have been fortunate to have worked with many around the issues of grief and loss for the past thirty-two years. I chose to specialize in this area because my father died suddenly when I...
It was August 1962 and I was eleven years old. New Jersey in the summer was hot and school was going to start in a month. My father, mother, sister and I were getting ready to head to Lake Sunapee, New Hampshire for a vacation with mom’s parents. My grandparents lived in Boston and I...
Have you ever wanted to deal with your emotional pain in a different way besides reliving traumatic memories? Have you ever heard the words “You need to forgive” and have no idea of what these words mean or what their purpose is? Have you ever felt that intellectually and emotionally reviewing loss in...
Have you ever been addicted to a person? What is it like? How you do recover from this addiction? The addiction to a person can be every bit as consuming and troubling as an addiction to a substance. The symptoms are: 1. Making his needs a priority instead of your own. Paying for his rent...
Promise of Better Days Ahead: Part 9-A Deeper Love Here is my story: I was fifteen years old living in the suburbs of New York. My hometown was Highland Park, New Jersey. I lived on a quiet street with my mom, dad, thirteen-year-old sister and my dog, Foxy. I was a walking poster child of...
Yesterday I saw the new Bruce Springsteen inspired movie Blinded by the Light. I loved the film and cried all the way through it. The movie was made for me because it had all the necessary storylines to reel me in and I was highly attentive until the closing credits rolled. Those storylines were: Father...
It was Thursday August 15, 1969 and I was at the gas station watching the attendant fill up my mother’s yellow Dodge Dart Swinger. This car was known for its less than powerful acceleration up any hump in the road. The sun was starting to set, and I checked my pocket for tickets to The...
It was July 30, 1972. Gail and I were in Salina, Kansas in Sunset Park in the middle of summer in the middle of the country in the beginning of our adult lives waiting to get married. I had a rented Tuxedo with a cummerbund. Gail was dressed in all white. The crowd...
The definition of loyal according to Webster’s dictionary is: Faithful in allegiance to one’s sovereign government, faithful to a private person whom faithfulness is due and faithful to a cause, ideal custom or product. It is all about being faithful to a person or thing. Do you ever feel that you are being manipulated...
