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“This is a last-laugh business: If you can survive as people are kicking you in the head, eventually their leg will get tired, and they’ll want to start kicking someone else. If you’re still there, and can pull yourself up … Continue reading
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After posting Kicking Fear’s Ass, many people have approached me, fascinated I gave up fear for Lent. They want answers. How can I be fearless too? Are you ever terrified? What do you do when you can’t imagine facing your … Continue reading
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How often do you reach out to another human? On Good Friday, I was at Penn Station. A homeless man politely approached me and asked for money. His pitch was eloquent, heartfelt, and with wonderful eye contact. I was marveled … Continue reading
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I click a link and BAM – I discover I have been awarded the Honest Scrap Award by Brittany Landgrebe aka @lights_aurora. I look closer. This must be a mistake. Perhaps it reads “Honest Crap Award”… yeah, that would be … Continue reading
Holy heifer… I won! Pauline Campos, our very own @aspiringmama, is running an essay contest on her Aspiring Mama site for mothers to share their stories of postpartum weight loss. Gee, an opportunity to reveal how fat I got… how … Continue reading
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In 2008, I gave up fear for Lent. It changed my life forever. Fear was paralyzing me. I was afraid to make a decision, afraid of change, afraid of hurting people. You name it, I was afraid of it. I … Continue reading
Giving thanks. Some years, it’s easier to identify what I am thankful for than others. However, a crap storm has barraged my life the past few weeks, making each day a struggle. I’ve questioned my sanity, my goals, my writing, … Continue reading
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Saturday morning, September 5, 2009. As I pulled my weary body out of bed, I reached for my cell, finding a stream of unopened emails. I scrolled down, reading, “Call me when you get this.” My heart sank. I didn’t … Continue reading
