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What are you ashamed of? What words do you struggle to say aloud? What thoughts make you cringe? What truth about yourself would devastate you if it were made public? I was raised by a mother who, because of … Continue reading
On the evening of May 1, 1993, I knew I didn’t want to marry my first husband. In a car with two of our mutual friends, I drove around town and scoured the local bars to find my fiancé. He’d … Continue reading
When the first bee flies into your body, it’s no big deal. We’ve all experienced the occasional bee or two buzzing around in our chest cavity. Your pulse quickens a little, your muscles tighten, your breath becomes shallow as you … Continue reading
I am about to do something radical. I am going to share something positive about menopause with you. At the age of thirteen, after my math teacher noticed that my neck appeared swollen and a little green (ick), I was … Continue reading
Dear family & friends, Happy Ho Ho Ho-lidays! This year, Fred and I decided to send out our annual Christmas letter early because we won’t be making our usual trek south for the winter and also time has lost all … Continue reading
It seems impossible to believe now but there once was a time when beauty pageants commanded the TV spotlight and families gathered in the glow to see which woman would tearfully accept a crown and ascend to her role as … Continue reading
Jan 2, 2007, somewhere in Oregon, I noticed my throat was sore. Probably just a cold, no big deal, I thought. This is where the narrator of my life should have said, “But it was not just a cold and … Continue reading