What the Supreme Court Decision Means to Me As a Pre-Roe v. Wade Survivor

I know the fear. I remember everything about it. Being afraid of doing something illegal. Being afraid of getting hurt. Being afraid of bleeding to death. Being afraid of being so damaged that I wouldn't be able to have children when it was the right time. ...more

My Father's Day Message to Young Dads

 Here's my Father"s Day message to Dads, especially young Dads. You matter. It doesn't matter what your wife or your girlfriend says. It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do anything useful or even if you have a job. You matter. Don't buy into any of the junk that you hear that your kids will be fine without you. They won't....more

A Long Time Coming: Getting to Know My Father

 It didn't take long for my father to develop an email style. His very first email carried what would become his signature farewell. TIE. Take it easy. Sometimes he added SIT. Stay in touch....more

Goodbye Kindle Hello Real Books

I'm done with my Kindle. It lays uncharged on my bookcase, a dead black rectangle. I missed some deadline for updating its technology so it probably wouldn't work right even if it was charged. I let it die. It was no accident. People came around with food and water, offered to call 911 and start CPR and I just said no. No, it's better this way....more

Who Drives and Who Holds On? Motorcycles and Feminism

How a man and woman riding on a motorcycle made me think twice about power....more

The Rusty Chain: Thinking about Abandonment and Adoption

Not everything about abandonment is sad. Take this beefy blue bike, for instance.One person might figure Beefy Blue was junked, its chain too rusty for locomotion. Another might see the same old bike as an opportunity to sail down the street with a loaf of bread and a pound of butter tucked into a new white basket snapped on to the pitted handlebars. This bike could say yesterday's done blues to one person and oh joy! to the next....more

Imagining a Life in the Red Chairs

Jerome, Arizona, is high up. It's not as high up as some towns in Arizona but it seems to be everyone's favorite high up town. It is old and carefully quirky, all the rust is artful and intentional and the mood is specially crafted to make visitors regret many of their life decisions.Why don't we live up on this mountain so we could sit in these red chairs?...more

Squeaker

The mouse was in the garbage disposal.That's right. There was a live mouse in our garbage disposal. I called my husband and then walked out the front door."I'm leaving. Do you want a pair of gloves? You can't turn it on. Oh my God, don't turn it on." I said, covering my ears."I'll be outside."He was rummaging in the drawer with all the spatulas and big mixing spoons. Did he think there was some kind of 'getting the mouse out of the garbage disposal' utensil in there? Tongs? Oh, man....more

Open Letter to Women Whose Husbands Support Donald Trump

There are nice words for it. Some say Donald Trump's message resonates with working class white men. Some say Donald Trump is speaking to that group's economic woes, giving voice to their frustration, shining a light on a neglected demographic: white men who get no respect....more
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