Balls
Balls. We drop them. We get behind them. We try to juggle the heck out of them. Sometimes in rare moments of light we may even find...
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The Someday-itis
I just did a thing. I tried on pants. Not pants in a store but pants in my closet. The pants. The pants that I somehow store away every...
When Words Aren't Enough
My daughter has recently been experiencing some big feelings. The feelings trap her inside her own body. She is angry. We ask her to use...
First of the Months
I love a good first of the month. A new page in the calendar, a fresh start, a row of untouched weeks yet to be filled with the chaos of...
Homesick without a Home
We did the thing. We moved. Looking from the outside in one would say we were trendy - doing what all the cool guys were doing - moving...
Grief Wasn't Invited to the Pandemic
It struck me a few months back that I/we have not made space to grieve. Grief wasn't invited to the pandemic. She came in like an...
How Does One Blog?
Month number...I can't remember. Or rather I just don't want to count. I don't want the extra numbers in my head as a weight I can do...
A Supposed Dreamer Finds Her Dream
Lights fade up, center stage. A woman stands all alone and speaks directly to her audience. She appears to be in her late 30's early...
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