Dear Miss, First of all, thanks for being an usher tonight. I’ve always had an admiration for what you do and for the whole world of the Great White Way. Tonight, I was really excited to see one of my favorite musicals being revived on Broadway. I used to live for […]
Author: Amy Oestreicher
I Was Abused and My Mother Told Me the Sky Is Blue
Why is it that in the darkest of times, we look for the brightest of things? (Literally.) I’m asking because I’m not sure myself, yet that is exactly what I did on the beach, alone with my mother in April 2005. The day I told my mother I was sexually abused. My […]
Divorce Is a Detour
You may not know where your detour is headed, and the road may be terrifying at times, but that’s OK. When my life took a “detour” at 18 years old, I coined myself a “Detourist.” My detour was a decade full of surgeries and medical crises when a coma my senior year […]
How to Listen to Your Childhood Dreamer
Do you remember what age you were first asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Did you fantasize about being an astronaut, a superhero, a nurse? Did you have a favorite sport to play, instrument to practice, story to read, or dream to lose yourself in […]
To the Man Who Abused Me and Contributed to My Coma
[nextpage title=”Page 1″ ] My mother always used to say our secrets made us sick. If I told a little white lie about what the latest cafeteria meal tasted like, she’d tell me that my body was really the one who’d be sorry if I didn’t eat the steamed vegetable […]
I Am Agoraphobic. This Is What It’s Like.
Through my window I see a scattered array of lines on the beach. Scattered lines and circles throughout the world. A colossal rim that engulfs the ocean, like a cell swallowing a parasite in endocytosis. The rocks around the shore generously hug the wide, wide waters, a warm, open mother […]
How to Find Yourself in Fall
[nextpage title=”Page 1″ ] What is it about fall that brings so many new beginnings to mind? The smell of freshly sharpened pencils, of mulled cider, of brisk autumn air. The earthy color of bark, the excitement of football season (for my husband, at least), and the hot touch of […]
Wedding Dress Shopping: Am I the First Bride With an Ostomy?
[nextpage title=”Page 1″ ] Last month, I officially tied the knot. As I look back on my wedding photos, I just can’t believe it’s already happened. I can see the joy in my eyes, the love beaming off of my husband’s bright red face and my gown that was big […]