I recall vividly the reasons why my dad had the talk with us kids when I was in high school. A girl who graduated two years before me was living with her boyfriend in a house that shared our backyard. And at least 2 times per week, the sounds of her screams as he beat…
Tag: rant
Humanity
When I drove to work on Friday, I saw two men walking around an area downtown where the homeless congregate. No one makes them move along, and the resources are nearby, so it isn’t uncommon to encounter many of them. It was raining pretty heavily that morning – and these two men – clearly two…
On Being Judged
I am not your common girl. I am not your common girl in a common open relationship. I am not your common girl who is poly. Yet….. ….yet… I find myself painted with a brush of the usual…. Of the usual girl who wants something that I do not. Of the girl who wants as…
What You Say Could Be Used Against You
A phrase I should have tattooed on the inside of my wrist. “What you say could be used against you….” And I’m not talking that gossip you said about your cohort….…..or that blunt feedback you gave the boss. No, I’m talking about honest conversation. Sharing how your head works – how you look at the…
Losing Myself
Tomorrow I go away – by myself – for two days. In thinking about it, the last time I did this, it was almost two years ago. And I wasn’t alone. Art and play and wandering with a very good friend were the agenda items. But even that brief time – that time away from…
For the Love of Social Media
Signs you know your relationship is doomed to fail? You both post your large relationship arguments on Facebook. Including your breakup. Younger brother #2 announced today on everyone’s favorite social media site that his marriage has ended. This was how most of the immediate family was given the news – via a status update. After…
A Great Father-Son Project
The title of this post is what I kept overhearing Sunday while my daughters were building a boat with their grandfather and father. “A great father-son project” The process was simple actually as all of the wood was cut – the tools were provided. It was all screws and glue and drilling. Good and easy…
A Bad Word
Last night, I had a conversation with a friend that went like this: Her: “….and then she made it clear, I don’t want a relationship with you. I just want to be playmates.” Me: “She does know that playmates are a defined relationship right?” Her: “I know….but geesh, did she think I wanted to keep…
Memories of Bullying
I recently read that a teenage boy near my hometown in Iowa committed suicide because he was being bullied for being gay. I cringed inwardly as I read it. The town is small – 900 people. He went to the same high school as several of my cousins – one who went on to play…
