Love Letter 3674

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”

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?)”

Existential Crisis and Love (and Poetry)

Living in the End Times is rough. Societal collapse, with rising prices and stagnant wages and an unthinkable wealth gap, is exhausting. Mass shooting after mass shooting. Scandal on top of scandal. The floor keeps sinking in the race to the bottom and the climate crisis is here and the tipping point four years out.Continue reading “Existential Crisis and Love (and Poetry)”

Found in the Forest

We took a walk yesterday— my dear friend invited Kidlet and I to join her and her pup. As they walked ahead, I was stuck by this gorgeous moss covered rock. I pulled out my phone to snap a picture. But the photo showed me more. This gorgeous beam of light shone into the rock,Continue reading “Found in the Forest”

Notes to Self: Dear HS Freshman

Oh dear one, the world is large and the universe expanding. It’s beautiful and terrifying and comforting and overwhelming. And YOU ARE PART OF THAT. Part of the chaotic and magnificent cosmic blob. You are a creature of the multiverse. One of many. There is not a single thing wrong with you. There may beContinue reading “Notes to Self: Dear HS Freshman”

Fucking Fitness: Perspective from a Silver Millennial, Lesson One

Sharing some of my rage, experience, confusion, and hard learned lessons, so maybe I can help one person avoid some of that pain, frustration, and shame.