Reflections

Man vs. Bear Women choose the bear and (some) men react with derision or rage. #NotAllMen (sigh) If you’ve seen the memes and fallout on social media but don’t know what’s happening, it began with a thought experiment: If you’re alone in the woods, would you rather encounter a bear or a man? There are […]

Trigger Warning: DV and SA April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month. For weeks, I’ve watched others speak out about their experiences, and I was inspired to write a poem about some of my own. I was a teenager in the late ’80s and early ’90s. A time when fending off sexual assault was just “boys

Boundaries are getting a lot of buzz lately. That’s great because learning how to set, enforce, and respect personal boundaries can be a big part of healthy relationships. Yet, all this talk sometimes skips over some important basics. I’ve been thinking about this concept in a slightly new way. Typically, I talk about setting a

My mom died 34 years ago today. She was 48. I was 13. This year, I’m 47. It’s my last year to be younger than she was when she died. Those words keep repeating in my head: My last year. My last year. At my mom’s funeral, everyone commented on how young she had been.

When I was a baby and first tried solid foods, my face swelled alarmingly. My small-town pediatrician recommended putting me in the hospital for force feeding until I stopped rejecting food. This did not sound right to my parents. They took me to The Cleveland Clinic where doctors said I had food allergies and needed