I believe in Santa Claus. That’s right. I am a 30-something, college-educated adult who believes Santa Claus is real. No, I wasn’t hit in the head recently, nor was I the unknowing star of a Hallmark movie where a magical stranger in a red suit introduced me to my small town soulmate. I believe in […]
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The Thing About Gratitude
Thanksgiving is gone. It left us on Thursday. Me, I wish every day was Thanksgiving. I love the notion of gratitude, and the way that that one day gives people the courage to be vulnerable, to say sober what we might not otherwise. I’m so incredibly happy you’re in my life. You make things better. […]
The Thing About Mentors
Is everyone should have at least one, at all times. The other thing is: It’s up to you to pick them, not the other way around. When I was in the corporate world I had dozens and dozens of mentors, all unassigned, except by me, for me. My first was a woman named Carol who […]
Motherhood and Writing Life
The first two weeks of motherhood I said aloud, “I don’t want to be a mother anymore,” on a daily basis. With a chronic illness zapping my already sleep deprived body, I longed to write and make art. Almost two years into motherhood, I sacrifice my writing and visual art on a regular basis. It’s […]
The Thing About Friendships
Is meaningful ones can be hard to come by, and they take work if they are to remain meaningful for any extended period of time. Me, I live in the boondocks. On a lake. There are eagles and beavers. Lots of trees. Deer. It’s beautiful here, but it’s also very rural and, for the most […]
An Internal Monologue: a confession
Me: Let’s talk about how it all started. Myself: How what started? And I: Ha! The pickpocketing. Me: Yes, can we talk through that? Myself: Yeah, that’s fine I guess. I don’t get how it’s all that fascinating, or worth its own essay, but we can. And I: It’s cause you were poor, just admit […]
