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Pretend I Mailed This
Dear Friends, Family, and Interwebz, Look what I made with my vagina! I’m talking about the baby, not the shuke (shirt uke, obviously). Though I guess technically my uterus made Paul. My vagina...
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Definitions
“Aren’t you a happy baby? Yes you are. Yes you are! What a happy baby!” They cooed at each other while I aggressively scrubbed the yellow crust that had collected on a shelf support long before we...
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The M Word
Apparently it’s going to take me more than three months to not squirm at the “m word.” And no, I don’t mean moist. So. I’ve been a…*cough*…a mo…*swallow*…a moth…*cough, cough*…a mothe…*ahem*…a MOTHER...
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Sunrise
I padded down the carpeted steps, pausing on the landing to absorb the lavender light pouring through the floor-to-ceiling window. Turning to descend the last several steps, my grandfather’s milky eyes...
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An Open Letter to North Carolina
*sigh* It’s not a great day to be a North Carolinian, I’m afraid. I have tons to say about yesterday’s vote, but sleep deprivation and coherent sentence structure do not go hand in hand. So instead...
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Feels Like Home
I lost someone I love this week. Some of you will remember when my cousin Patty Mouse died a year ago. Or maybe you just remember the song I uked for her while she was in the hospital. On Tuesday, her...
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The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry
On the one hand, it feels like I need to come back with something profound and insightful after a six month break. (SIX MONTHS! Let’s just shelve that for now,shall we? Because I’m overwhelmed...
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Who Moved My Corn?
I need a piece of corn. Let’s try this again: Last week, I planted a mess of seedlings I’d been nurturing for months outside in some raised garden beds I recently built. They’re dead now. Apparently,...
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Falling
There’s always something about the arrival of Fall that I find deeply comforting. Don’t get me wrong, I genuinely love Summer. I love her reliability – her near-constant light and temperatures. Once...
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Don’t Call it a Comeback
Him: So you know how sometimes I go and book the flights for our vacations without telling you? Me: *blank stare* Him: And then you get really mad. And then you get excited. And then you figure out all...
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The Key to Happiness is Lamination
What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever laminated? I’m asking for a friend. Probably. Attention all employers of the world: if you want to increase your employee retention rate, furnish your office space...
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A Life That’s Good
It’s been a hard couple of weeks, hasn’t it? We’ve seen a lot of hatred and a lot of beauty. That’s not what this post is about, though. At least not directly. There’s no shortage of beautiful,...
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What Alice Forgot
You know how sometimes the Universe delivers you something you didn’t even know you needed? Like a tear-jerking movie when you need a good sob? Or vomit in your hair when you need a nice long soak in a...
View ArticleSerendipity
So January. That didn’t last very long, did it? Now here it is mid February already and I haven’t visited here since New Years. I’ve been working furiously on THE BOOK. It’s a long story, and one I...
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I hid my dreams in the back of my mind – it was the only safe place in the house. From time to time I would get them out and play with them, not daring to reveal them to anyone else because they were...
View ArticleThe Pitch Sitch
The conference was so much more than I ever dreamed. So much more. I’m still swooning and high and drunk and giddy….maybe even orgasmic. It was THAT good. As I’m sure you already know, one of Erma’s...
View ArticleAn Open Letter to My Struggling Friend on Mother’s Day
I know, I know. Two posts in less than a week! If Trump as the Republican nominee wasn’t already proof the END OF DAYS was upon us, my sudden prolificness would be, right? But I have a piece up over at...
View ArticleHate Is Not New
A photo posted by adrienne maree brown (@adriennemareebrown) on Jul 9, 2016 at 8:10pm PDT “I’m afraid,” I mumbled around my hands, trying to push the tears back in before the boys found us and...
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Suzy Q’s
I’ve been thinking a lot about Susan B. Anthony – suffragette extraordinaire and symbol of the women’s rights movement. But this morning, someone in my Facebook feed called her a racist. So I started...
View ArticleThis Little Light of Mine
I think we can all agree this hasn’t been a banner week. But the world still turns. I wrote a piece Wednesday morning about how we must shine on, fight on, hope on. (You can read it here.) And I’m...
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