No Country for Old Men. A Call For a Moratorium on Appealing to Them.
This week a draft opinion was leaked that shattered any notion of reason on reproductive rights. The draft exposed not only the Supreme Court’s intention
This week a draft opinion was leaked that shattered any notion of reason on reproductive rights. The draft exposed not only the Supreme Court’s intention
What is this thing I carry, but pretend is weightless? It’s part of me, but separate. Embedded into my every thought but makes no sense. An equation I’m living but can’t solve.
Remember when we were doing “we’re in this together” sidewalk chalk and cheering for healthcare workers every evening? I think I had this hope that
I started blogging in 2014, back when it was cool to come up with cute or pithy names for your blog. “Mommy blogs” dotted the
The rearrangement of life when survival and health are in doubt is as startling as it is swift. Necessities come into sharper focus. Survival becomes the goal. All else is secondary or inconsequential.
You can be anything you want baby girl. I tucked a blonde wisp behind her ear and smiled at her. I believed it to my core. My brilliant, stubborn daughter. The world was an endless landscape for her to navigate.
This is America. We are in a place, right now, where we can’t say that our darkest days are in our past. And it feels sick. Shocking. Unbelievable. But it’s real. Our country is no stranger to hurting innocent people.
Words have power. They ignite revolutions, start wars, or calm tensions. They enlighten, or they can spread dangerous lies. Societies have risen and fallen based on words alone. Which is why the words the news media chooses are so important.
Sexual assault is like a death. A death of who you would have been. Who you were before. It is a violation of the body and the mind, but most profoundly, the soul.