The unpaved road began just minutes after my GPS died. My car and I were now crawling along a single skinny lane with rolling river on one side and thick, towering forest on the other. Thankfully, I was following someone who knew the rest of the …
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Why Being ‘Too Sensitive’ Is Really Pretty Great
From the minute I stepped onto the boardwalk loop at Congaree National Park I was spellbound. It’s a short hike that could be simply described as a stroll through a forested floodplain. To me, though, it felt like entering the gates to heaven. Trees as tall …
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My Menopause Bucket List
It’s official, folks. After much soul searching, many vials of blood drawn, and countless tears shed onto potato chips being shoved into my gob at breakneck speed, I am finally ready to accept that the existential malaise I’ve been experiencing lately is due to THE CHANGE. …
Out of Nowhere
About an hour ago I had a panic attack. I mean, it kinda caught me off guard, so I didn’t make note of the exact time. But I’d say, give or take, it was an hour ago. You wouldn’t know it from looking at me. Although, …
My Pockets Can Only Hold So Much
I like to collect trinkets from nature. Physical representations of memories that cannot be contained. It’s usually not much. A leaf with a ruby hue. An acorn the size of a ping pong ball. A shell so pristine and white I still question whether or not …
The Other Side of Mourning
I moved away from the coast almost two years ago. Sold the home that was a stone’s throw and a short bike ride from the ocean. I left the spot that hurricanes seemed most drawn to, moved far away, deep inland and still the hurricane found …
Every Day I Fight Just Like You
My shirt says, Everyday I Fight. My shirt is a lie. I bought it to support the cause, my cause, desmoid tumors. I wear it because it’s soft. Because I don’t mind sweating in it. Because it fits my mood and my wardrobe, both mostly black. …
I Tried Float Therapy So You Don’t Have To
When my husband grimaced and started talking about Steph Curry before handing me my Mother’s Day gift I knew I was in for it. Sometimes he likes to stray from the typical gift card/flowers/candy combo and that’s usually when things get interesting. This year I got …
The Day I Forgot I Was Sick
It was the kind of warm evening you look forward to after such a long winter. Days of rain left the air sticky enough to remind you summer was right around the corner, but cool enough to let you know it’s still spring. It felt nice. …
I'm Sick and So Are You 