
Let’s Hold Hands When We’re Old
I was leaving Panera, hotfooting it back to work, when I witnessed the sweetest thing. An ancient couple holding hands and meandering slowly.

I was leaving Panera, hotfooting it back to work, when I witnessed the sweetest thing. An ancient couple holding hands and meandering slowly.

“I’m packed!” Everything ready for my upcoming journey to Peru, I called my husband to lift my suitcase for the ritual of guesstimating the weight.

As a kid, I had mixed feelings about going back to school. I loved the freedom of summer days running around and sleeping under the stars.

Dolphins sleep with one eye open. It’s not that they are inherently suspicious creatures. Actually, they are quite lovely in their social engagement.

I had a lot of conversations and emails after my last blog on gender fluidity. Thanks for that. Someone asked if we making too much of these labels.

I’ve been exploring the fluidity of gender in recent years. Trying to wrap my binary trained mind around gender and terminology as a moving target.
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