How many of us are looking forward to the hangover from this? The moment when we look back and try to figure out where it all went wrong, how it got so out of hand? We begin calculating casualties, damage controls, making promises to do better. We all know the hangover remedy, but it doesn’t … More Intentionally Obtuse: The New American Value
Balancing the burden of illness in a family. Everyone is pulling the weight. … More This Just Feels Heavy.
So, I have been doing this thing. You know, where, you trade one protective instinct for another. I mean, let’s be honest, I can downplay it, and give you all the reasons, but the reality is, I have been approaching the world weapons drawn. Over the past year, a lot has been blamed on my … More I’m a Bit Prickly.
It has been a while. A long while. And I have tried really hard to stay quiet. But, in truth, I am bursting at the seams. These little quips and comments come frothing forth, and I can’t hold them in. No one likes a “Negative Nancy.” I get it. We all want people to be … More Shhh…Nope.
This election cycle has brought forth some of the most uncomfortable rhetoric I remember hearing in America in my lifetime. I purposefully use the word “uncomfortable” because there are varying degrees of disdain for what we hear and see, or rather are immersed in, daily, but in essence, we are all wanting some element of … More Sand in my Mouth
I have never been told I am not allowed to speak to something. Perhaps that is the beauty of freedom of speech being so innate for us in this country. “Sit down and shut up” is never said without backlash. Well, at least not directly. You are as free to say that as anything else, … More Talking to Myself
Views varied, perspectives perplex Words slung from angles: Detached, derailed, deranged. We form a line and We March. Against each other. Truths passed from ear to ear Like a childish game, all Teams picked until the last man stands We form a line and We March. Against each other. Words are anything but simple.
As we enter yet another day filled with tweets, memes, and media blasts that will undoubtedly fuel the ever-existing fires of fear in this nation, I am once again struck by the enemy lines drawn that destroy the very real fabric of society. We live in a fantasy. But only because we choose it. Much … More Crossing Enemy Lines
I had an amazing time with my family this weekend. It was just the four of us, and we played and laughed and enjoyed the outdoors. It was one of those weekends you work for. You know, when we imagine why we do what we do every single day, and when we watch commercials of … More It’s All Fun and Games until Someone Pulls Out a Gun
When I was young, I shied away from hurting anyone’s feelings. I was as non-confrontational as they come. When conflict arose, I bowed out. I proudly highlighted my parallels to Switzerland. I remember being a child and being afraid, after my parents’ divorce, of ever making them feel I was choosing one over the other, … More Choosing to Participate
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