january 1st journal
Hello to the year two thousand twenty-one of the Common Era. To the possibility of safe vaccinations. To the potential of what we can do when we all march, prot...
Hello to the year two thousand twenty-one of the Common Era. To the possibility of safe vaccinations. To the potential of what we can do when we all march, prot...
Sooner or later the lights up aboveWill come down in circles and guide me to loveI don’t know what’s right for meI cannot see straightI’ve bee...
Saturday was my last class session and I am now an INELDA-trained death doula. Earlier this evening I officially put my listing up on their site, which is moder...
I’ve been spending all my weekdays with the kids during their online schoolwork, and all my evenings on either laundry or reading Twitter until it feels l...
It’s evening, around dinnertime. My eating times are all over the place and I’m getting help for that because when I forget to eat I run out of spoo...
I’ve had so many start-overs in my life. Not do-overs, either. Start-overs, picking up pieces, trying to remember who I am and why I am. I’m cocoone...