my musings on growing up, mental health, cats, craftbeer, adulting, personal health, and wanting to be become a mother all while laughing at myself
Sunday morning is kind of a time when I feel like I should be at church, but I don't attend church. I am a member of a Quaker meeting in Orange County, California. The funniest thing to me being a Quaker is that at a Quaker meeting everyone sits in silence and waits to be …
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How am I supposed to just be these days? If I stay quiet IRL is that the same as not posting on Facebook/Instagram/Wordpress/My Blog for a week? Will you know I am okay? Will I know I am okay? If is the internet doesn't know that I am okay, am I okay? What is okay anyway? …
I live in Santa Ana. I studied Urban and Regional Planning. I am white and I would consider myself upper middle class, and lately I have been noticing a lot of changes in the neighborhood around me. This morning I had the privilege of attending a Unitarian Universalist church in Laguna Hills, and I got …
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I don't have anything funny to say about this. I am not in a joking mood, so I don't think you should read this if you don't want to read something sad. Today we lost another baby. It was a fur baby this time, but the loss hurts just as much if not more than …
Hi Guys. Trigger warning if the title didn't clue you in, I'm going to talk about having a miscarriage right now. I have shared pretty openly about things in the past, and so I will share again, but this one might be less humorous than normal, because, well, it has to be. Charles and I …
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I woke up this morning and after thinking about the lives of my peers I wondered if, on the precipice of my 34th birthday, it could be said that all the choices that I've made up until this point of my life have really been so poor that I cannot turn my life around. This …
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Today as I drove out to a friends baby party, I listened to the Decemberists. I don't know if I do this when I consciously when I want to think about my sister, but no matter what happens I always wind up thinking about my sister. The Decemberists make me think of my sister because …
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I talk to everyone. This is something else I got from my mother. I talk to the man who works on our lobby at our 21 story office building, and I talk to people in elevators even when it makes them slightly uncomfortable. I ask real straight forward raw questions, and while I don't expect …
Continue reading "The Importance of Being Authentic or Tell Your Story or Quakers and Yoga"
I am posting this publicly with my friends permission to post pictures of her children. I didn't use their names, but if you know us you know them, and I mean this post with so much gratitude to the joy the kids and Roxy brought to me. This one is for you pup. Also said …
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When I was a little girl, I walked up to a middle aged lady while in a Rite Aid and asked her why she had a beard. Because the Universe has somehow decided that I am important enough to care about spiting me for this behavior, I was blessed with a mustache that is actually …
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