I am a survivor of sexual abuse. (I first wrote about it here. ) I can remember the day it finally came out of my mouth. In utter desperation, I

FacebookTwitterGoogle+DiggPinterestBlogger “Day is dying in the west.” By a quiet country road, we’re walking in evening’s light. Dust of very earth, it billows, clouds rolling, as a great, red combine

“Your body is not an ornament, it is a vehicle to your dreams.” – Taryn Brumfitt I’ve been thinking on these powerful words again lately. “My body is not an

In the place where folks meet and greet; where conversations ebb and flow. Where machines whir and my favorite scent ribbons through the air, I see them. From my spot

Seventeen years ago today, evil came calling. On a bright September day, our sense of safety and security right here in our own homeland was obliterated. Blown up at the

It just might have been the oddest offer of hospitality I’d ever heard. “I’m gonna go roll a joint. Anybody want one?” And he disappeared into the night. As a

It was some months ago that it hit. Like a tsunami breaking ashore, the #metoo movement swept across lines; geographical, political, cultural, and religious, exposing the rot to the light. As

Popping in this morning with a quick, kinda heavy word. This won’t be for all of you, but the ones who are needing it will know it’s for them. So

An email slips into my inbox today. The Cub, my last-but-not-least, blue-eyed boy, is headed for the middle school. His elementary days are behind him now, and this note has

Today, I have a specific mission. Hang on just a sec; let me set this up, and then I’ll tell you what it is. When I was a girl, I