I arrived back in Tallahassee late last night. It isn’t home anymore, except it kind of is. I have that feeling that a lot of my life happened here, which I think is the way you feel about the place you grew up.

I guess I could say that I…


I found myself midday yesterday working from the Airbnb without food. I pushed through with work for as long as I could and finally had to forage for nourishment. I wanted to go somewhere new as I had already seen the options in Bonner’s Ferry and Troy. My host suggested…


I dropped him off again. This time at a boarding school, in the beautiful landscape of Northern Montana. It was a lovely place and everyone seemed very nice. He was nervous but showed how much he had changed in his demeanor and willingness to go.

No matter how many times…


Well we made it to Montana. Very late and I was a bitch. I was so tired and hungry and just spent. I pushed through but my mood and temper were the casualties of my own over extension. …


It is raining in Ketchikan. Foggy and I am worried about our flight. Worried that perhaps we won’t make it out this morning. But it is Alaska and they are quite familiar with fog.

Seems weird that I am leaving a place where I cannot see the sky, moving toward…


He is returned. Not the angry, sullen, volatile boy I dropped off nine weeks ago. This is some new young man. He is tanned, filled out, less stringy. He smelled of the earth and fire and wet. He stood inside himself differently. I saw all of this fade almost instantaneously…


At the risk of alienating all of you, I am writing about my son…again. I get to see him today for the first time in nine weeks. Nine weeks of his life that I was wholly absent from. Nine weeks that I was missing, removed. It was needed but incredibly…


I woke up excited. I mean overjoyed. I mean fucking thrilled. I get to see and hold my son tomorrow. I get to actually see him, touch him. The new him. Not the sullen, angry, swearing man child that I dropped off. …


I woke this morning in Alaska. Exhausted from my travels yesterday. Tired from the emotional task of leaving my daughter and life and trekking to this place that is becoming more familiar in its unfamiliarness.

When I arrived last night it was clear. I always forget how different the air…


I am out of sorts. I am kind of a mess. I am tired. My routine is grossly disturbed. I haven’t gotten over my jet lag from my last trip and I begin another one today. I have been at odds with one child and removed from the other. …

Erin Schaden

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