In August of 2008, I gave birth to my first child. I was a 28-year-old silly heart who had spent the majority the decade as a professional college student. I was great at schooling and considered an all around good girl by most – I attended lectures, aced the tests and knew when to flash …
Raise your hand if you are a recovering perfectionist? Yes, that’s my hand held high above my head. If you’re anything like me, being and acting perfect was an elaborate ruse of smoke and mirrors. It required acting in ways that weren’t authentic for the sake of being right. It labeled things and people as …
Experiencing a mid-life demo? It can feel completely overwhelming when you’ve been grooving through adulthood and suddenly the bottom falls out of some aspect of your life. Maybe your partner leaves, a parent passes away, or your job disappears. Now, what the hell are you going to do? Like any remodeling project, the first step …
what would happen if you gave one womana bottle of wine and internet access? first, she will go into the bathroomand meticulously cut her hair(she has no hair)so perhaps she is seeking a sense of control andhair manipulation is her domain. nonetheless, she will settle into the kitchen tableand start to write. she might remember …
when i was little, i hated bedtime. there is nothing unusual about that.but what was and still is the mostchallenging aspect of my existencecan be mined from this antagonism. the concept of end, of closing the page,of stopping action, and accepting changetoward being restful, peaceful even —goes instinctively against everythingi feel in my body and …
“momma, can we go outside? i want to hug the bees. i know they will want to play today. i just know it.”She shot me the, oh for god’s sake not again, look – how many times can a kid get stung before she stops this madness?“now sweetie, the bees are very busy and can’t …