If I wrote a love letter to my husband every day (I don’t, but if I did), today’s would read like this: I fall more in love with you every day. Or rather I fall in love with you again every day. Little things remind me of how amazing you are and how lucky weContinue reading “Love Letter 3674”
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Birthday Reflections
Even though, to quote Barbie, I’m not President. No one on the Supreme Court is me…
With all that said (and please don’t punch me), I have a pretty great life
Guardian Angels at the Park
As many of you know, my kiddo is quite the climber. QUITE the climber. “I’m a National Climber,” she’ll tell people, after overhearing me call her a natural climber. After all, she crawled up the stairs long before she walked, and then trees, playgrounds, any structure she came upon. And at eight, we’ve reached the point whereContinue reading “Guardian Angels at the Park”
From the Mouths of Babes, War Edition
I’ve been quiet. There’s been so much and I didn’t feel I had much to add, so I let the chaos swirl within me. Yet even when I don’t write, the world spins on and there are parent teacher conferences and lunches to pack and news to digest. Then last night we were driving toContinue reading “From the Mouths of Babes, War Edition”
Deck Blinds
These blinds have been sitting on my deck for longer than I care to admit. They symbolize the double work of chronic illness. See, I am intermittently functional. There are days that my body can do just about anything, and then there are days where even my hair hurts. The ratio of functioning days toContinue reading “Deck Blinds”
Gratitude within a Flare
It started in the early morning, and I woke up and took my meds and applied biofreeze and drank water and tried to get more rest (which did not work).
Secular Saturday
Good morning.There is SO MUCH.There are also trees.And birds.And sunshine.And you.Thank goodness for you.
Waiting for Barbie
I am looking forward to seeing the Barbie movie (I haven’t yet), and that is a sentence I never would have anticipated writing ever in my life. Like many Silver Millennials, my relationship with Barbie is complicated. I played with the dolls, my grandmother had a suitcase of Ginny dolls, and I remember standing inContinue reading “Waiting for Barbie”
Dear Queers:
Maybe you’ve always known. Maybe you’re still figuring it out. You are real and you are worthy of love. You deserve to be not just SAFE in your love, but CELEBRATED in your love. In your Life. I am sorry for my years of delusion and confusion. For shouting “No she’s not!” Thinking I wasContinue reading “Dear Queers:”
“Are you OK?” (No. Yes. Mostly?)
The past couple weeks have been a LOT. There’s been loss and grief and shock and perspective shifts. There’ve been so many adjustments, life almost feels fluid (which is pretty beautiful), and now it’s the end of May. The phrase “Are you okay?” always throws me off. I feel defensive and defective and completely unableContinue reading ““Are you OK?” (No. Yes. Mostly?)”
Pretty Good Ugly 