Growing up in Arizona, we had very few statues or landmarks that represent early American history like there is in on the East Coast. Now living in Washington D.C., you can't help but run into them. Every time I drive to my friend's house or Costco I can see the Washington Monument and its surroundings. There's not a spot that doesn't hold significance or history. I live in the city that was f[...]
I didn’t attend the Women’s March last year, though many of my friends and colleagues did. I had an event for work. That was a convenient excuse. If I’m honest, I’m not sure I would have gone even if I didn’t have a work event. That sounds like a bad thing for a feminist to say, which makes sense because feminism and I have not always been on the best terms. To say that my relationsh[...]
#NewYearNewYou, right? I’ll be frank - I have a problem with that phrase. Though I’ve used it for myself in years past, so eager to FINALLY get myself “on track,” I’ve realized that well - the “me” I am right now is just fine. Actually, she’s great! I don’t need to be a new me, I just want to keep working on accomplishing the goals I set for myself. You don’t need to be a new y[...]
Christmas is in full swing. Inventories are stocked for retailers, the garlands are hung, Christmas trees are up, and all the most tempting flavors are offered at every store, restaurant, and market. The smell of pine and sweet cinnamon waft throughout the merchant halls, from freshly baked goods, scented candles, and pine cones. Packages are so creatively displayed in store windows with poinsetti[...]
Small groups are my thing. 1 to 3 people, maybe 4. Thinking about a group of 5 or more people, starts to get a little sticky. When I was growing up, social anxiety was not something I was aware of. I didn’t have a term for the excruciating nervousness that washed over me when I walked into a party. I would try to muster up as much courage as I could, cling to friends, and continuously refill[...]