I wrote something a long time ago. It was one part of a single sentence that I wrote here on my blog when I was in the midst of what turned out to be a pretty messy and unhappy divorce. Not that many divorces are happy. But mine was rough. I'm speaking for myself here. … Continue reading happy father’s day to me…
Mother’s Day in a global pandemic isn’t really looking fun and relaxing for me. As a mom I feel like I’m on triple duty right now. Quadruple duty. All the duties. Mired in working, parenting, managing a household in super weird times, being a partner, supporting my family and friends, and trying to keep myself … Continue reading are you my mother?
Growing up, I didn't have a sister. As previously discussed I haven't always been good at being friends with women. And maybe it's because I wasn't ready. But maybe it's also because it took time for me to meet my people. My person. My James. Is this one of those sappy reflection posts? Maybe? Is … Continue reading your post…
A lot of folx don't know this about me, but I'm actually a ray of fucking sunshine. I'm, sometimes frustratingly so, a bright-sider. A silver lining kind of gal. I'm always searching for the good that comes from any situation. In order to cope with awful scenarios and truths about life, I've made a lifelong … Continue reading but let’s not put things in perspective…
About a decade ago I stopped doing any public speaking at all. I stopped hosting podcasts. I stopped conducting interviews with awesome people. I stopped giving talks and presentations. I had reasons and I always intended to start back up again. At some point. When I felt ready. Ready came and went. I did a … Continue reading can you hear me now?
Yesterday as I was trying desperately to find some way to sooth my frazzled nerves and dig my heels into what weekend I had left I looked at the messy corner of my bedroom and saw my two most frequently used suitcases sitting in a pile with my favorite travel backpack, my packing cubes, and … Continue reading everyone has baggage…
Eighteen years ago today I was in a hospital suite. In labor. It wouldn't be brief. I'd continue laboring for the next seven hours. Which was actually refreshing. Because I'd already been in labor for three days straight. I was suffering from preeclampsia. The baby was suffering from an intrauterine growth issue. And to top … Continue reading Party at ground zero
I don't ordinarily feel the need to make the whole disclaimer that my thoughts are my own and do not necessarily reflect those of my employers but since this opinion hits close to home and happens to step right inside the circle of what I do for work day in and day out I felt … Continue reading Well meaning but totally misguided
I was horrible at being friends with women in my youth. Horrible at it. In my youth I was one of those girls who were only friends with guys. I was one of the boys. Just one of the boys who liked to wear goth makeup and short skirts. Women were too much. Too mean, … Continue reading 43 and reflecting on not knowing what I didn’t know…
Have you ever tried to work an unfamiliar alarm clock that sounds like a fire alarm, with no warning that it would go off, in the dark, without your glasses, at 6am (but 5am in your own timezone) having been awoken by said alarm in the middle of an anxiety dream? Welcome to my morning. … Continue reading the alarm…
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