I’m sitting here thinking about how to write about women’s healthcare without pissing anyone off and I realize, that’s dumb. I can’t. I should just write what I know, and write it clearly. I will try to be especially careful and level-headed in how I write this. If you’re like me, you feel like words are flying …
Month: January 2017
I’ve recently discovered that I am mature and in charge and capable. I’m just shaking out all the wrinkles in this coat I now wear, so bear with me as I learn how to best wear it. My family and I went to a local Women’s March today. It got me thinking. I used to …
The longer I parent, the more I understand the weird things my parents did. Anna turned 3 last week and I felt compelled to verbally march her through the day she was born, hour-by-hour, as if she cared. Just like my parents always used to try to do on my birthday. Kids don’t care. I …
Imagine it. You enter this space that is open and airy, lit exactly to your liking. The temperature is exactly to your specifications and if there is an errant slight breeze, there are comfy throws dangling enticingly off every surface. If the one you choose has a funky smell, no worries, it’s part of the …