I must be brave

I’m a coward. Really. It’s taken me a long to time accept and admit that when it comes to saying hard things, I’m an honest to goodness coward. I keep seeing posts and articles from writers and activists and everyday ordinaries who are speaking difficult words into difficult and often hostile spaces. And I have... Continue Reading →

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confession…

They say confession is good for the soul. I’m not sure who “they” are, but my soul needs some good and I need to confess a few things. First of all, I’m terrible at blogging. I had all these big ideas about tapping into my midlife awakening and my creative celebration of my 40th year,... Continue Reading →

and so it begins

I was talking to a long-time friend on the phone the other day. She was bemoaning the woes of being an adult and I said to her, "I still think I'm 29! I haven't even decided what I want to be when I grow up!" We laughed, knowingly, but then I couldn't help but think: What... Continue Reading →

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