People who equate truth with fact are missing the point.

A Uterus Is Not a Machine, My Daughter Is Not a Farm Animal, and I Am Not Happy

Abbie

This is my 16 year old daughter, Abbie.

When she was brand new to the world, I was responsible for her body—feeding her, bathing her, getting her medical care when she needed it, and all the rest that’s involved in keeping a body healthy.

As she has grown, she has gradually taken over . . . → Read More: A Uterus Is Not a Machine, My Daughter Is Not a Farm Animal, and I Am Not Happy

The Transcendent Familiar 6: Love Is Not a Victory March

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 3.1 (except it’s less of a part and more of an interlude) Part 4 Part 5 However, maybe you didn’t read those, and maybe you want to read one post and not 6. Fair enough. Here’s what you need to know: Robert was my first husband. We . . . → Read More: The Transcendent Familiar 6: Love Is Not a Victory March

As Predictable As Rain In Seattle

As predictable as sleepless nights with a newborn…

As predictable as spring winds in Albuquerque…

As predictable as taxes on April 15 in the US…

That’s how predictable I am.

My sons are both nearly perfect physical replicas of their fathers, what people have called, ever since those weird Austin Powers movies, a “mini . . . → Read More: As Predictable As Rain In Seattle

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