• A healing dance

    Mom and Dad dancing. Yes, dancing. That's where my healing happened. September 22, 2007, Eduardo and I's wedding day. One of the happiest and most … Read More...

    A healing dance
  • My last big question of Dad

    Mom had been gone for two years. We lost my little sister in 1979. My remaining siblings were out of town. Today it was just Dad and me. It was … Read More...

    My last big question of Dad
  • A Hallmark Moment

    From the time I was an adolescent, buying a Father's Day card for my dad was always challenging. Rows upon rows of greetings depicting fishing poles, … Read More...

    A Hallmark Moment
  • Progress Is In the Details

    Something happened during the commercial break, as people were touching up my makeup and tugging on my clothes. Someone said, bring her dad up here at … Read More...

    Progress Is In the Details
  • Laughter

    When I started doing standup I had not planned on telling any jokes about my father. Prior to that experience I had a long history of being a comedic … Read More...

    Laughter
  • The Glass Closet

    When I think of closets, I think of them as dark hiding places. I think of isolation. I think of lacking air. I am not gay, so I don't know what the … Read More...

    The Glass Closet
  • I Too Had A Closet

    I officially entered my closet around my 13th birthday. Unknowingly I probably entered even earlier. I saw signs and clues that my dad was different, … Read More...

    I Too Had A Closet
  • The View from the Closet

    My father had just come out to me when this photo was taken. It was the summer of 1975 and I was a 24-year-old mother in an unhappy marriage. I can … Read More...

    The View from the Closet