How do we even fix this?

By |2021-08-05T14:03:23-04:00August 5th, 2021|Musings, My Life|

No, but for real, how? I remember when a news story about someone dying was a tragedy. The whole town was sad, because loss is awful, and empathy was a thing. Now those stories are met with laugh emojis when shared on Facebook. Stories about death? Laugh emojis.  Even if it's a kid? Laugh emojis. [...]

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Small Business Black Friday

By |2020-11-27T14:42:12-05:00November 27th, 2020|Musings|

This time last year I was freezing inside my car, running in and out of stores with my friends Meredith and Tracy, trying to score the absolute best Black Friday deals.  Some were winners. Some were.... forgettable.  The truth is, the best gifts are often the one of a kind creations purchased from the small [...]

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Life After a Hysterectomy

By |2020-01-31T11:10:16-05:00August 2nd, 2019|Hysterectomy, Musings, Sex|

Pedicures, shopping sprees, yoga, dinner with friends, general anesthesia... You don't really think of a massive organ purge as self-care, but I'm here to tell you that you're wrong. It has been 143 days since I've had a uterus, some fallopian tubes, my cervix, and my right ovary.  But as The Weepies say, the world [...]

Hysterectomy: Postscript

By |2019-03-22T10:21:10-04:00March 18th, 2019|Hysterectomy, Musings|

Note: First, This post contains graphic imagery. If surgical photos make you queasy, this is not for you. Also, I apologize in advance if this post seems choppy or hard to follow. It has been written in 30 minute increments over the last few days, under heavy pain medication while lying flat on my back. It has been six days since [...]

The Life Update to the Previous Life Update.

By |2020-01-05T21:50:46-05:00January 31st, 2019|Hysterectomy, Musings|

All my friends are piles deep into KonMari'ing their lives. Piles of clothes and clutter they no longer need. I am not doing that. Honestly, I'm not purging my closets and desk drawers, because I've already purged my closets and desk drawers. I used to mentally anguish over what I would grab in case of [...]

Be safe. Okay.

By |2018-10-30T13:22:25-04:00October 30th, 2018|Musings|

“Remember to be safe, okay?” Andy leaned over and kissed me in the dark at 4:30am. He was on his way to work, I was laying in bed for another hour or so, before getting up, getting the boys to school, and then heading out on a seven hour road trip with Gigi. Remembering to [...]

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