You Will Heal On Your Own

I was alone the night I cut my head open. I was in the kitchen packing my things into boxes. There had been no eviction, foreclosure, or divorce. Yet I knew I had to leave my home. I knew it several months earlier when the family of fox crept onto my deck and scratched at …

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Hire or Higher?

Seven years ago, I wrote a blog post about my frustrations searching for jobs. Back then, I was still motivated by money (like so many of us who need to support ourselves) and a big fancy title that would mean something to other people. I had not yet acquired the confidence that my skills and my talents …

To Luna

I sprinkled your ashes next to the biggest star I could find. You are the moon after all. I did it knowing how often I would be up there looking at the beautiful view, breathless and grateful for the climb. Maybe you washed down the mountain with the latest rainfall. It doesn't matter. Because now …