My apathy and naiveté are shocking even to me. Almost as shocking as the fact that Donald Trump is going to be our president. Almost.
Beyond The Deep Familiar
When I was thirteen I changed my brother’s diapers and at nineteen I rocked my sister to sleep on our front porch swing. I remember the weight of her small, curled hand in my lap as she slept. This is what I want, I thought, not now, but some day.
On the Move with my Heart
I heard once from my therapist husband that boys need to move their bodies to talk about how they feel.
Dominatrix Mommy: On Gender Identity and Individuality
Working as a Dominatrix has taught me to be open and understanding of people’s individuality.
I’m Half Half, and it’s OK
The therapist walked us through how to listen to hard stories from our children. She said it was easier said than done. We all agreed and laughed.
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