Carry the Message of Hope

The following conversation took place while I was speaking with the inmates at the Milwaukee women's prison this past Friday night. Me: "Welcome ladies! Thanks for joining me tonight." Woman: “You don’t look like one of us.” Me: “One of who?” Woman: “One of US!” She points to herself and her friends. “You don’t like... Continue Reading →

Thoughts on Change

Change. I wasn't always the type of mom who took the time to braid her daughters hair, or read her books at bedtime, or paint her fingernails 5 different colors. I wasn't always the type of mom who let her daughter crawl into bed with her after she’d had a nightmare. I wasn’t always prepared... Continue Reading →

Cry

When I was a child, I was convinced that adults never cried. I thought that maybe someday I would reach an age where crying would no longer be my emotional response to things like fear, stress or anger. When this change didn't occur, I started to see those who did not cry as strong, and myself... Continue Reading →

Your Imperfections are Perfection

Last week, my daughter came to me with tears in her eyes and told me that when she looked in the mirror she thought she looked ugly. She doesn’t like the dimples in her smile, she's not a fan of her “butt-chin,” and she was afraid that she would never fit in because of “her face.”... Continue Reading →

#MeToo

The #MeToo movement has caused some serious self-reflection in my life. Although I am not ready to write about the actual assault in detail, I do feel comfortable writing about the aftermath. I think... First, there are the flashbacks... I am 19 years old and I have just woken up with a stranger on top... Continue Reading →

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