Lately, I have been bursting at the seams with good news. All of my needs are being met with absolutely no effort on my part. Things are falling into…
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“These days are numbered.” -The Head and the Heart These days I am drinking less beer and more tea. The kind that promises relaxation. Like an old woman, I take sips and think…
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Coffee stained comforters, tea stained books, tear stained cheeks. These days I am spilling and spilling over. Love and loss are enmeshed in the chemistry of my thought patterns, they dictate the…
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Around this time two years ago, my grandmother passed away. When I am overwhelmed with life (which is often, very often) I think of her weak fingers squeezing my hand and the…
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Unlearning privilege. I write these words sideways on a piece of paper and draw a box around this phrase that strikes a chord within my heart. Around the room is a group…
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I stride determinedly through the crowds, blue, lopsided backpack slung over my shoulder as he struggles to keep up. I’m wearing my animal print sun dress, the one I’ve been traveling…