{On Cancer, Life and Letting Go…}

We ask a lot of cancer survivors. But mostly, the secret is, cancer survivors ask a lot of themselves. The people-pleasers among us don’t want to succumb to illness, so we become living, breathing examples of Dylan Thomas’ famed prose- sternly facing what’s ahead but toiling with inner fury. I’ve never been one for gracefully accepting a fate I don’t believe belongs to me and it has never been more evident than over twelve years of disease management.


.: Bonfires and Fireworks :.

“What is it that you truly want,” he asked. I thought deeply as my fingers answered for me, “a slow, slow, burn.” I realized then, I was done going after the fireworks or the colorful pops of color in the sky of my world. A single burst, while meaningful in the moment, left me aching…

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{The Aftermath} Black Mold 2019

We bought a house. (An amazing house.) A house I poured my soul into.  And then, we found out we had to leave because toxic black mold was making us very, very, sick.  >> Read more here


(Let Him Go.)

    I held on so tightly that I imagined the rings my fingers left– first on his wrists and then on his ankles. I saw their defective half circles- unfinished, cut short by my inability to grow longer digits- fully wrapping around. I’m beginning to understand the space between the starting and stopping point;…

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Game Theory

The thing is: He only gave me flowers. Always beautiful and cyclical, they appeared and faded in the same perfect predictability. And the truth is- I didn’t really look for the flowers, I actually began to notice the pattern of the vases. When vases were out, he was here. The dishwasher held the times I was…

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Invest in YOU: What Mama’s Need…

    You know what’s important? Feeling worthy and beautiful- especially for women who have struggled through cancer or fertility issues. Below are 3 ways women can invest in themselves in expected ways…. (  1  ) Busy parent with no time for a relaxing bath? I take a shower every morning and try to take…

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An open letter to April 8, 2001

    (Trigger Warning) It’s been a while. I don’t often speak his name out loud. The sounds of the two syllables- the rise and fall of the opening and closing of his identity have given me pause these past few years. My strength came from taking what had happened to me and making it…

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How “The Day Without Women” will leave the most vulnerable out…

Today, women everywhere are putting the world on notice. (Or rather, that’s what the International Day Without Women is planning for.) I’ve been vocal lately for the practice of true inclusion in our marches and actions. Today, there was great discussion on a personal Facebook post about how the Women’s March and Day Without Women…

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We’ll Get What We Deserve…

“Yes, I am the Lorax who speaks for the trees, which you seem to be chopping as fast as you please…” — Dr. Seuss Like many people, I’ve been silently (and not-so-silently) seething for months. I tried to passionately separate facts from lies in the recent election with family and friends. I invested time trying to repair relationships…

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.: Madmen and Liars :.

“I’m just not voting. I can’t make sense of this election,” My mother spoke. “I can’t vote for a madman or liar.” Her head shook disapprovingly as she then changed the subject. I imagined the internal dialogue my mother was processing to say those words. This, the same woman who spent her late teens as…

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