What Weed Means to MeNear the end of 2014, I presided over a small kitchen island filled with an array of marijuana-laced products trying to decide which to…Mar 24, 2022A response icon8Mar 24, 2022A response icon8
The Space Created By SilenceHow a therapy session with very little talking helped me healAug 24, 2021A response icon2Aug 24, 2021A response icon2
Echoes of LoveReentering a world without my sonAug 19, 2021A response icon1Aug 19, 2021A response icon1
Finding My FaithHow caring for my dying child carved a path to wonder, God, and the afterlifeJun 4, 2021A response icon2Jun 4, 2021A response icon2
If you have an IUD, you should read thisHormonal birth control, autoimmune disease, and the dismissal of women’s painMay 19, 2021A response icon3May 19, 2021A response icon3
Published inHuman PartsLosing My Son Helped Me Learn to SurrenderMoments when ‘everything’s going to be ok’ isn’t trueApr 15, 2021A response icon29Apr 15, 2021A response icon29
Seeing, Not Seeking, is the Key to HappinessIn July of 2013, my two-year-old son was diagnosed with a terminal brain tumor. Ten days later, I delivered twin daughters. Outside Sam’s…Mar 14, 2021A response icon1Mar 14, 2021A response icon1
Published inHuman PartsWhat My Son’s Final Words Taught Me About HappinessJoy comes when let go of the idea that we deserve itDec 9, 2020A response icon242Dec 9, 2020A response icon242
Published inAn Injustice!Confessions of a Feminist Hooters WaitressI recognized the injustice of Hooters, but I filled out the application, put on the uniform and worked hard to become a good Hooters GirlApr 13, 2020A response icon20Apr 13, 2020A response icon20
A different kind of hopeI am sitting in a brightly lit, modern conference room on the 11th floor of the Seattle Children’s Research Institute, surrounded by…Aug 24, 2018A response icon1Aug 24, 2018A response icon1