Yeah, not something I ever, ever wanted, but something that happened just the same and I’m learning to work with it since I have no choice. August 13th, 2024, I lost my husbear. I came home to find him unexpectedly dead in our bed. It was the absolute worst thing I could imagine happening, and…
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Our Health Journey and Why ‘You’ve Lost Weight!’ Isn’t Really a Compliment
So I’m on the latest leg of a weight loss journey that began when I was 8 or 9 years old. My grandmother, and then by example my mother, were weight obsessed. And I was a chunky kid. It was about this age that phrases like ‘Slim Fast’ and ‘counting calories’ and ‘aerobic exercise’ found…
Poem- On Having a Husband That Cooks
On Having a Husband That Cooks I watched my grandmother cook For years. It was her nightly burden for Being born a woman. Having a husband was expected. Having children was expected. There was no choice. There was no alternative. Night after night, she met ingratitude, Sometimes hostility. “The corn is overcooked.” “The roast is…