watch me as I go … to yoga. today was my first yoga class. this is me, after the class: dude. I’m smiling. and I’m not going to tell you if I faked it or not. 😉 but hey. I didn’t fall over. I twisted up just like a pretzel, exactly like I was supposed […]Read more "breathe"
angry middle-aged men are ganging up on me on social media because I proudly wear a Moms Demand Action T-shirt. because I think that assault weapons have no place in the hands of civilians. because I think it’s pathetic and embarrassing that this country allows its citizens — its children — to die every day […]Read more "you & your guns suck"
“you’re that girl from Geneva.” you never said this. and then you did. and then I died. this line of course taken from the line I perfected and used quite often in moments where my life would hit me square between the eyes and I’d realize just how far I’d come, we’d come, to the […]Read more "no fight left"
sometimes when we mess up, or something happens to us, we find it hard, impossible even, to stop ourselves from carrying that with us throughout the rest of our days. we know we’re doing it, and yet we can’t stop it. sometimes that load is too much. sometimes we need help. and too often we […]Read more "lighten up"
everyone has issues. we aren’t special, other than in all of the ways we were so fucking special.Read more "yes we were"
an open letter to the man I loved, still love and will always love. Dear you: truth is things are going great. truth is things are a fucking mess. this is where things stand here. here’s the deal: you showed up and changed everything. you left and changed everything. it’s life. we deal. we always […]Read more "truth is …"
Little Man is writing an essay for school and he asked me to read over it. and now, my heart is swooning. he has written about a little girl who gets to go on a surprise vacation to Italy, and she has to guess where. her first guess is Como, which made me smile because […]Read more "memories"