Well, it’s a very odd Sunday morning here in the city of salt. While not unheard of, it’s strange to have a storm roll through and cool the temperature down into the 50s in June. Given the blast furnace we’ll be living in soon enough, I’ll gladly take the break. …
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Author's Note – Two Years Later I originally wrote this piece nearly two years ago, in the wake of my husband's suicide. At the time, I was swimming in a sea of questions, grief, and societal expectations about what my relationship meant — to others, to me, and to the world. What …
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Okay, well… the way things are going, we’re still not circling back to the Change Series just yet. If I’m going to tell that story properly—especially the part between the Army and civilian life—I need more time to flesh it out. I rushed past too much in the first …
Well, this one’s coming out later than usual today, mainly because of circumstances that aren’t necessarily bad—but they’re fucking troubling. It’s nothing I can’t handle, but the piece I originally wrote got benched. I called an audible, because frankly, I’m the only one reading this blog anyway. It’s for me. So …
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