with rare exception, he hasn’t displayed aggressive behavior.
Because of these two incidents Maggie and I now keep a diary of Ben’s daily behavior trying to find reasons for how he acts. We include what he eats, how he sleeps, who he interacts with and anything out of the ordinary. We’re also trying to be hyperaware of cues he may be giving us that are reflective of something he’s trying to tell us believing there is a reason for everything. He’ll be ten in December and keeps getting bigger and stronger. His safety, and the safety of those around him, is always our number one concern. It’s beyond frustrating to love someone so much and not be able to help him, but Maggie and I will never stop trying.
On the other end of the spectrum, Caroline continues to be a wonder child. Now twelve, she wears me out intellectually and I struggle with some of the problems and assignments she brings home from school. Without her knowing it, Maggie and I got duplicate copies of her text books so we could review what she’s going to be studying before we get her barrage of questions. Her favorite question continues to always start with “why.” Her mind is like a sponge and she never seems to forget anything.
Ben and Caroline challenge us constantly and Maggie and I are mentally exhausted by the end of the day. This has put a strain on our sex life and we’ve tried to set up date nights at least once every couple of weeks but most of the time something always seems to come up and we have to cancel on ourselves.
Rogers Schmidt continues to gain momentum as one of the top venture capital firms in the Valley. The innovative technology that comes through our office is never ending and the individuals behind the ideas keep getting younger and younger. At one time being a graduate from Harvard or Stanford or MIT seemed to be the recipe for success. Now it seems being a dropout from one of those institutions can be even more significant, the best examples being co-founders Steve Jobs and Steve Wozniak of Apple and Bill Gates and Paul Allen of Microsoft.
We had my parents up here last month and I’m concerned about my dad. He worked his whole life to be able to retire and now that he has he’s bored to death. I can’t figure out what the hell he does all day long but he says he stays busy. Meanwhile he’s put on more weight and his idea of exercise is walking to the mailbox to pick up his social security and retirement checks. I’m trying to get him involved in something he enjoys rather than just watching sports on television. The lesson I’ve learned is retirement is overrated and probably outdated.
Maggie and I did see a great concert recently. Our family flew down to LA and after we left Caroline and Ben in the welcome arms of Maggie’s parents, we sawGuns N’ Roses at the Forum. Haven’t seen this much energy from a band in a long time and they played more than thirty songs including their anthems Welcome to the Jungle, Sweet Child of Mine and Paradise City. Axl Rose always reminds me of Jim Morrison.
Tess, I had the craziest dream a couple of months ago that found you in my all time favorite Neil Young song, Cowgirl in the Sand. I saw you from behind while you were horseback riding on the beach in Maui. I kept trying to catch up to you and called out, “Tess, Tess!” Just when you started to turn around I woke up. Is that our fate or is it all just a dream?
Dear Tess,
This is a letter I almost didn’t write because of my disgust with myself and the guilt that consumes me. My despicable behavior and character flaws once again have threatened my soul and those I love most. Somehow I’ve lost whatever conscience I had.
My self caused living hell isn’t over. I’m in the midst of trying to find the courage to confess to the only woman I’ve ever loved and can’t live without. Three days ago I ended the free fall that’s caused my problem but I haven’t had the balls to tell anyone, not even my friend Gary
Because of these two incidents Maggie and I now keep a diary of Ben’s daily behavior trying to find reasons for how he acts. We include what he eats, how he sleeps, who he interacts with and anything out of the ordinary. We’re also trying to be hyperaware of cues he may be giving us that are reflective of something he’s trying to tell us believing there is a reason for everything. He’ll be ten in December and keeps getting bigger and stronger. His safety, and the safety of those around him, is always our number one concern. It’s beyond frustrating to love someone so much and not be able to help him, but Maggie and I will never stop trying.
On the other end of the spectrum, Caroline continues to be a wonder child. Now twelve, she wears me out intellectually and I struggle with some of the problems and assignments she brings home from school. Without her knowing it, Maggie and I got duplicate copies of her text books so we could review what she’s going to be studying before we get her barrage of questions. Her favorite question continues to always start with “why.” Her mind is like a sponge and she never seems to forget anything.
Ben and Caroline challenge us constantly and Maggie and I are mentally exhausted by the end of the day. This has put a strain on our sex life and we’ve tried to set up date nights at least once every couple of weeks but most of the time something always seems to come up and we have to cancel on ourselves.
Rogers Schmidt continues to gain momentum as one of the top venture capital firms in the Valley. The innovative technology that comes through our office is never ending and the individuals behind the ideas keep getting younger and younger. At one time being a graduate from Harvard or Stanford or MIT seemed to be the recipe for success. Now it seems being a dropout from one of those institutions can be even more significant, the best examples being co-founders Steve Jobs and Steve Wozniak of Apple and Bill Gates and Paul Allen of Microsoft.
We had my parents up here last month and I’m concerned about my dad. He worked his whole life to be able to retire and now that he has he’s bored to death. I can’t figure out what the hell he does all day long but he says he stays busy. Meanwhile he’s put on more weight and his idea of exercise is walking to the mailbox to pick up his social security and retirement checks. I’m trying to get him involved in something he enjoys rather than just watching sports on television. The lesson I’ve learned is retirement is overrated and probably outdated.
Maggie and I did see a great concert recently. Our family flew down to LA and after we left Caroline and Ben in the welcome arms of Maggie’s parents, we sawGuns N’ Roses at the Forum. Haven’t seen this much energy from a band in a long time and they played more than thirty songs including their anthems Welcome to the Jungle, Sweet Child of Mine and Paradise City. Axl Rose always reminds me of Jim Morrison.
Tess, I had the craziest dream a couple of months ago that found you in my all time favorite Neil Young song, Cowgirl in the Sand. I saw you from behind while you were horseback riding on the beach in Maui. I kept trying to catch up to you and called out, “Tess, Tess!” Just when you started to turn around I woke up. Is that our fate or is it all just a dream?
Dear Tess,
This is a letter I almost didn’t write because of my disgust with myself and the guilt that consumes me. My despicable behavior and character flaws once again have threatened my soul and those I love most. Somehow I’ve lost whatever conscience I had.
My self caused living hell isn’t over. I’m in the midst of trying to find the courage to confess to the only woman I’ve ever loved and can’t live without. Three days ago I ended the free fall that’s caused my problem but I haven’t had the balls to tell anyone, not even my friend Gary
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