On Being Visibly Fat

Here are some things you and I already know about me:- I am a dancer in the CinCity Shakers.- I look really cute in a hot pink bob.- I am fat (note for new readers. fat is a neutral descriptor in this case. not an insult). See. Pink bob… Adorable. And some...

The Little Pool

We had a pool in our backyard when I was growing up. I didn’t realize until many years later what a privilege that was, but that’s beside the point (or maybe it isn’t, we’ll both find out at the end of this post). The pool was in-ground, not...

Softening

In nature, softening is a precursor to absolute purpose. The spring earth softens as it thaws, aided by warm rain, before it receives the seeds of newly budding trees. The summer fruit softens on the vine, sending out a sweet scent inviting consumption whether by...

Social Anxiety

A week or two ago I was in a small group conversation on Zoom. One of the group members shared that he was recently at a bonfire gathering with friends. It was January and 20 degrees but this was what it took to connect with his community so there they were. Someone...

Lenses

As most of you know, I am in love with JH and have been for several years.  But as my mother taught me, love isn’t enough.  And she’s right.  As much as I want the Beatles song to be true, love isn’t all I need.  I need love,...

On Being White…

There may be a time in my life when I am embarrassed by the choice to write this, but right now I’m embarrassed about not having written it sooner, so here we go. The ancestral makeup that generates my skin tone is one half Irish/Scottish (there was some debate...