Just The Way We Are
If I asked you what you are thankful for right now…what would you say? Would you say you are thankful for your health? Your family and friends? Your job or the view from your bedroom window? All of those and more, I would imagine. We’re grateful for our kids and for our family pets and […]
I am always happy to see women angry enough to vent their frustration out at the media portrayals of women both on the journalism side and the advertising side of things. I spent my 20s as an angry women’s studies major who boycotted every last product of oppression with a vengeance. But you can’t […]
by Jennifer Collins When I was a little girl, my mother always told me that I was unique. That in all of creation there had never been anyone just like me. That my life had a purpose. That I could do anything that I set my mind to. That I was beautiful […]
Yup, you read that right. Words do matter. It starts with one moment and gets paid forward – snowballing until tomorrow’s emotional health is wrapped up in words from so many yesterdays before. My current work as a bilingual child & family therapist and mental health advocate began with kind words. My 7th grade […]
I loved playing Barbie with my sister. My sister’s Barbie was blonde and had a “bubble-cut” hair style. My Barbie was blonde as well, with longer hair. We thought she was beautiful. We dreamed of being her. We had all the Barbie houses, Barbie cars, and all the Barbie clothes my mother would buy for us. […]
I’m having a pretty shitty Writerly Ego day. Actually, it’s kind of been a shitty Writerly Ego month, to be perfectly honest. And when I’ve shared this little emotional nugget with the BFF and The Husband, I’ve received a raised eyebrow and a “YOU HAVE A FUCKING AGENT” in response to my pity party. I […]
We live on eight acres with a quarter mile long drive. And the mailbox is, of course and probably obviously, at the very end. Or the beginning, depending on which way you’re looking. We’re only renting and have no idea where we will end up in six months. So, while we have it, we’re […]
I wrote the following as a post for Girl Body Pride and meant for it to be posted and just walk away. But I’m being told the words I wrote don’t suck and that I should share them and read them and so I put on liptstick at midnight…and finally figured out how to video […]
I don’t remember not knowing that my mother weighed 85 pounds when she got pregnant with me. Or that she was a senior in high school. Or that she got married right after graduation and had me instead of letting her parents talk her into an abortion. I don’t remember not thinking I was an […]
I have a witch mole. It is a birthmark on my cheek that sticks out like someone glued the tip of a skin-colored raisin to my face. When I was a little girl, it was just a dark, slightly raised “beauty mark” like Natalie Portman’s signature mole. But now that I’m 42 and […]
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