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Everything and Nothing At All

I love the simplicity of children and their ability to cut through the bullshit. For years I have struggled with both depression and anxiety; one or the other depending upon my specific life circumstances. I could never quite find…

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My Own Silence Offends Me

My friend is a racist. A blatant, outspoken, over-the-top racist. And the list of infractions is long. But, I haven’t called him out on any of it yet. So far, I have simply observed while he makes sweeping statements…

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Gentle Men

Gentle men are like unicorns. Elusive. Solitary. Almost impossible to find. A gentle man listens carefully but has an opinion of his own. He nudges the status quo and encourages his partner to do the same. He is considerate…

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Walking With No Feet

While sitting with some wonderful people and talking about relationships a beautiful young woman next to me tearfully wailed “how am I supposed to walk if I have no feet?” This powerful statement was in reference to the gaps…

Looking for the Lighthouse
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The Parent Trap

I write about difficult things all of the time. And I’m told by many that, while my experience is entirely different than theirs, the fact that I fearlessly share my struggle with such honesty is helpful. So, I am…

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The Bandages are made of Shadows You and I both know, the dark doesn’t make the bruises disappear. It just makes them harder to see. ~ Author Unknown in pleasefindthis…

Loosening
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Loosening the Corset

I have been learning how to loosen my own corset; not so easy when it took an army to cinch that motherfucker so tight in the first place. But, bind by bind, it’s coming undone. Like the corset laces…

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Too Tired to Hold Color

Tonight we hiked apiece through the woods to the place where the colors pass to pine. The days are shorter now and, with more urgency I was craving the last few moments of daylight uninterrupted by conversation; like a…