"She Will Be Loved"--can't you tell Brian is playing guitar just for me as I serenade him with my alto-ness? Music. The very first thing that brought us together. The thing we continue to make as we grow together in spiritual, physical, and emotional love. Mashups of "Call Me Maybe" & "Payphone." Originals written together,…
A Letter to My Daughters/When I Die (Part 1)
Dear Ruth, Ila, and Jane, If you're reading this, you're either old enough to read my writing now or I'm dead. Either way, wow! How did we get here? I'm so proud of who you are and who you will be. I think every parent wants to impart wisdom onto their kids, so I'm going…
It happened to me.
Capital "T" Trauma. Little "t" trauma. This is not a one size, fits all dilemma. Body image played a part. Not the whole part. It's never the whole part. We will celebrate you for your thinness. Your accomplishments will be because of it. Not your self-worth. Your self-worth is worthless. Like your thinness. Like you,…
February reads and recommendations.
You guys, these February reads. Phew! My goal for reading this year and from now on is to read and learn more from authors who do not look like me or have the same life experiences as me. I read a variety of literature, all non-fiction, but with diverse topics including personal essays, racial reconciliation…
Birth days: a tale of birth three ways.
Since Jane's first birthday is upon us, I want to take a moment to acknowledge the ways in which our children came to us. Ruth: adoption. Adoption is beautiful and complex in so many ways. We hopped off of the plane to Vegas to rent a car for the first time (we had just turned…
Am I doing this right? Parenting tips for dummies!
Am I doing this right? What else could I be doing? Is everyone else this tired? Overwhelmed? Overjoyed? Underwhelmed? When will I be simply "whelmed" again? If you've asked yourself any of these questions, you are a parent. My hats off to you. My best friend and I always say that before we were parents…
Mustaches and Tiaras 