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  • feeling enough.

    feeling enough.

    In 2020, mid pandemic, my husband Kevin and I started a podcast called Growth Minded Marriage. One of the main takeaways from our podcasting experience was that Kevin and I were able to articulate what we wanted our life to look like, our dream life if you will. And it was a life focused on…

  • ode to my sweatpant friends

    ode to my sweatpant friends

    Sweatpant friends are my kind of friends. In my 40s, my sweatpant friends hurry over in their pajamas and glasses because I sent a text that says “it’s important”. My sweatpant friends know it could be anything from considering divorce to deciding if my daughter can wear THAT dress for homecoming. They also know it…

  • i am from

    i am from

    I am from the woods just outside my door from nature and freedom. I am from the creek in the yard and my secret fort in the clearing. I am from the quiet lonely river a short walk past the Private Property sign whose presence is a treasure I uncovered. I’m from 5251 Coldbrook Drive…

  • a love note to kevin

    a love note to kevin

    Kevin, you’ve changed many more diapers than I ever did. You load the dishwasher twice daily and run it. You mow the front and back lawns which are both somehow on awkward hills. You take out the trash and almost always remember to replace the liner. You sort the laundry and manage to distinguish between…

  • finding myself, how i did it

    finding myself, how i did it

    I have the privilege of hearing myself like a good friend would, from the outside looking in, and I get to meet my true self in this manner again and again. Mary Just 19 months ago I would have told you I don’t know anything about myself. The best way I can describe it is…

  • am I normal?

    am I normal?

    My 7-year old self just wants to be normal and she won’t leave my 37-year old self alone about it. I am repeatedly tortured by the idea that the thoughts and feelings that run through my head are not normal. That word normal is such a trigger for me. Rationally, I would tell you that…

  • my apology to the black man at dollar tree.

    my apology to the black man at dollar tree.

    I am a white mom of three shopping for throw away road trip toys at our local Dollar Store. Or is it Dollar Tree? Dollar General? I get them confused… But it is the one where everything is actually a dollar. My kids excitedly dart between aisles and our eyes meet a couple times. You…

  • speaking my truth set me free.

    I just scrolled back to see when I posted last. It was February 15th, 2021. More than a month ago. That makes sense. I am exiting a vortex of truth and realization, and I am exhausted. Truly tired. My body feels like it just did a really big thing for me. I am so proud…

  • self-confidence is my superpower.

    I’ve been thinking a lot about my abundance of self-confidence lately. Yes, I know that is a douche thing to say, but I am confident it is true. I’ve lived the majority of my life unburdened by fears and worries that so many people share. I absolutely have my demons, but struggling with confidence is…

  • acceptance.

    I had another breakthrough in therapy last Thursday. I have been going to the same therapist for a little over 2 years now. I found her by googling, “sex issues and childhood trauma therapy in my area”. Holly is a Licensed Marriage and Family therapist, a Licensed Certified Sex Therapist and Clinical Sexologist, if that…