Category Archives: State of World People write for a lot of reasons. I write because when I don’t, my histories gather together and stick like magnets inside of me. Combined, they’re heavy and awkward and fall down to my feet and then climb back up to churn my stomach, clog my lungs, and hunch my shoulders. I write because while […]  On a day when July was ready for August, I sat and talked with a mother and tried to help hold her unexpected grief. It flowed over the Earth anyway and my own grief sat with us on porch chairs as we remembered Brad (my ex-husband) and wondered. “Why him?” Of course, there’s always a storm, […]  “I need to go to the doctor,” he said. We were heading home after a few hours at one of those indoor kid places filled with bounce houses, climbing structures, and dried turds at the bottom of a colorful ball pit. I asked why, and wondered how quickly the germs he’d been playing with might […]  Sometimes, we meet somebody who changes one of our truths. In a lifetime, we meet many. Some change what we advocate for, live for, and defend. Meeting others changes less significant things inside of us. Each meeting matters though, because meeting and melding and letting in and letting out is evolution. Sometimes, we meet people […]  Ever find yourself at a loss on how to fill up a few hours with a kid? If you’re a parent, the answer is “OF COURSE I DO.” Some days, the clock laughs because it’s only 1:00pm and we’ve been to the playground, we’ve eaten lunch, we’ve played with Legos, and OMG now what?! Over […]  The walls we build are subtle, at first. I remember being six. My hair was wispy. Long. I liked it that way. I could make it into a face-curtain when the one hanging in the living room was too far away to escape to without being seen. That was the year my cousin got a pixie […] |
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