As we see our parents age, many of us are seized with a nameless clash of often intense emotions, especially if we have traumatic memories of these parents from childhood, or mixed feelings about them at best. And especially if, as what is so often the case, our parents have their own tragic trauma stories.

I have come to call this confusing and often overwhelming cacophony The Bermuda Triangle: a mish-mash feeling of shipwreck, mystery and invisible or vanishing wreckage or remains.

We revisit the Bermuda Triangle in this week's video. Perhaps it will speak to you.

On another note, I am unambiguously inspired and very busy getting ready for the upcoming 36th Annual Boston International Trauma Conference. I hope to see you there!