Nearly 12 weeks have passed since I’ve crossed the blessed threshold of Andrea’s salon. I am committed to social distancing as long as it takes, and, I look forward to once again being back in “the chair.”
Sympathetic Ink: The Personal, Professional, and Everything in Between
Mimi V. Chapman, MSW, Ph.D. I'm a professor at UNC Chapel Hill. The perspectives here are both personal and professional. All opinions are my own.
Nearly 12 weeks have passed since I’ve crossed the blessed threshold of Andrea’s salon. I am committed to social distancing as long as it takes, and, I look forward to once again being back in “the chair.”
In spite of a friend’s deep suffering, the death of an elder neighbor, a loved one’s diagnosis of an advanced cancer, life rolls on straight
Well, I resolved to start this feature a few weeks ago as a weekly offering on the blog and did not follow through. Nothing to
Soon I’ll leave for a brief trip back to Texas. I go most every month to see my father. Because I go so often now,
When we saw her sit down and her tears begin, we dropped to our knees in front of her and joined hands forming a circle with to share and acknowledge her sorrow. What a gift to share our collective grief with this stranger-friend for a moment.
In the end, my mother died of hypovolemic shock. This means that during the 48 or so hours between when we decided to stop treatment