I bet you struggle with binaries. You’re either a good or bad. Right or wrong. Loving or mean. Attentive or neglectful. Smart or stupid. Responsible or irresponsible. Selfless or selfish. Your logical self knows you’re way more nuanced than this, but...
{edited for context from “A Love Letter To The World” by Kate Courageous, with her permission} In the face of her complaints, look at your mother and imagine what it might have been like to be raised to see only what is wrong. In the face of her selfishness, wonder...
I am from books, Barbie dolls, and obscurity. I am from rocks and driftwood, and exploring suburban woods as if I were there first; from raised ranches and colonials. I am from cinnamon-toast-and-hot-cocoa-for-Sunday-supper-while-watching-The-Wonderful-World-Of-Disney...
(and it’s not any of the houses in which I was a child) Between 1962 (when I was born) and 1999 I moved more than 15 times. Moving (and change, for that matter) has never been a big deal. So imagine my surprise when – upon telling a friend that it’s likely...
I boarded Delta flight 1782 from Minneapolis to Boston, and settled myself into seat 7A (window), grateful that the guy who had a boarding pass for seat 7A was willing to swap the window for the aisle. It was the last (flying) leg of my trip home from White Fish,...
It’s taken me a while to get myself together to post something that is coherent and, hopefully, helpful. I am a politically independent feminist – an evolving one. I spent many years with my head in the sand in regards to -isms. Not on purpose…I was just...
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