To the one who makes Mother’s Day hurt a little less

To the girl who makes Mother’s Day hurt a little less, You’re only three—so obviously you won’t be reading this. Yet. But I hope that when you’re old enough you’ll read this letter. Because it’s just for you. And through changes, the years, and possibly even new brothers or sisters, it’ll never be exactly like … More To the one who makes Mother’s Day hurt a little less

The way we rise

It’s hard being a woman among other women. Recently—it’s been on my mind a lot for lots of different reasons. If you’re a woman—you know exactly what I mean without any explanation needed. I’ve struggled with it my entire life. It only takes a second for your confidence to get bruised when you see that … More The way we rise

I’m not worried about Beauty and the Beast’s “gay agenda”: But I am worried about this.

I was a little sheltered growing up–with movies, that is. Jeff (my significant other) who is a “Movie Man” by nature, almost had his eyes pop out of his head as soon as he met me and I said “No, I haven’t seen that one either” to pretty much every film title he rattled off. He … More I’m not worried about Beauty and the Beast’s “gay agenda”: But I am worried about this.

There’s a place for me here: A lesson in being the “other”

The world was asleep last night when I held her. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth we rocked. Her face was snuggled into the curve of my collar bone and her hand was twisted in my hair. She sniffled, scared after a bad dream, and the sliver of moonlight peeking in on … More There’s a place for me here: A lesson in being the “other”