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Human Jellyfish

I’ve been thinking a lot about our bodies– how miraculous and baffling they are. All the different components working together, the signals, the hormones, the cues and responses. I’m trying to think about how my body works instead of just how it looks. Also, when half your face goes numb and the doctors are tryingContinue reading “Human Jellyfish”

Outliving Roe

Abortion is Healthcare. Healthcare is a right. Abortion is a RIGHT.

Silver Millennial

I was brushing my hair on Tuesday and I noticed a plethora of silver hairs sprouting out like a tiara. I got so excited. It felt cheeky. See, my youthful fatalism had led me to believe I’d never grow old, we’d never survive that long. Some of y’all know what I mean— growing up withContinue reading “Silver Millennial”

Early powerless morning

Kidlet woke up early today (unlike during the school week) and asked for my help turning on lights because she’s scared of the dark. “No, I’m scared of DEATH, who *waits* in the dark.” Dude. Okay. She’s seven (?!). But then we turn on the lights and they’re on then they’re OFF and out. SheContinue reading “Early powerless morning”

Tiny Mushroom

A mushroom grows out of the railing of my deck. Tiny, insignificant, complete. I envy its defiance, its confidence, it knows It is a mushroom and will grow where it can.

Seeking Freedom

I cannot imagine throwing my daughter into the flames,I would never invite her into the fire. And yet, here I stand, engulfed in itKnowing full well she will run to wherever I am. I must escape the fireOr extinguish it somehow, Before it consumes us all.

Gifts from Marge

I had the fine privilege of training and getting to know a wonderful woman in her 80’s named Marge. I started training her in our Exercise to Wellness program and when COVID hit, we took our training sessions first to Zoom, and then outdoors (once we’d both been vaccinated). A fascinating woman, who had facedContinue reading “Gifts from Marge”

Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter

It’s been a rough few days. And I’m proud of myself. I haven’t succumbed to the sinkhole of self-pity (though I’ve certainly dipped my toe into the pond of self-righteousness). I’m able, for now, to maintain perspective. And that is new. In my process of breaking out of the binary, I’m beginning to recognize moreContinue reading “Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter”

Keeping it Simple.

As you may have inferred, I am not much of a cook. I can, and will, cook to feed myself and my family out of necessity but not necessarily full of joy. I know I feel better when I eat more plants (grains, fruits, veg), but I also know “plant based recipes” tend to beContinue reading “Keeping it Simple.”

Proud Mama

Bean is old enough now that she’s paying attention to our conversations. Last night I was talking to my spouse about bad headlines. Specifically, the headlines surrounding SCOTUS’ recent decision to keep T****’s Title 42 in place, effectively closing the border to asylum seekers. Some context—my grandfather was a newspaperman and he was always veryContinue reading “Proud Mama”