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Two days ago, this life didn't exist.

It was supposed to be a catch-up call. It became something else entirely.

For months, I have been waking up inside a life I knew I needed to leave.

I think we confuse having complicated feelings with being capable of betrayal. They are not the same thing.

Nearly ten months ago, I wrote something I wasn’t quite ready to share.

I don't go here very often anymore.

I cried a lot this weekend. It took me a while to understand why.

What carries us through the things we cannot fix, undo, or understand?

I have needed to be loved and chosen for as long as I can remember. Somewhere along the way, something changed.

There is something incredibly vulnerable about saying out loud what you want before you know if you can make it happen.

I have no interest in building a conventional life from here.

Twice today, someone reflected something back to me that I already knew, but hadn't realized was so visible.

There was a meeting I had more than one reason to be curious about.

It took me until the airport to understand what my body had been trying to tell me.

Lately, life keeps showing me glimpses of who I will become next.

Who knew answering the question "Is it real or is it fake?" could be so hard?

Why would anyone want to run for School Board right now? I think that's a fair question.

What now? It's a much bigger question when the answer could be almost anything.