POV from the kiddie pool — I really hate that Medium no longer allows writing a story from a mobile phone. I wrote this on my notes app instead and am now re-writing it as a story on my laptop. So inconvenient. …

A tribute to man’s best friend — “I’m suspicious of people who don’t like dogs, but I trust a dog when it doesn’t like a person.”- Bill Murray I moved to Los Angeles about three months after meeting the man who would eventually become my ex-husband and father of my son. For the purpose of this story…

Here’s what I learned — I’ve had four relationships: Boyfriend #1: Took my virginity. Not very experimental but took control. Liked to please me. Helped ease me into my sexuality. I never came. Boyfriend #2: Took control. Not very experimental. Liked to please me. I never initiated. I never came. Boyfriend #3: Took control. Experimental. Liked to please me…

Feeling is healing — I’m obsessed with the song “Smile Like You Mean It” by The Killers. It is the soundtrack to my life these days. Smile. Smile. Smile like you mean it. The smile on my face doesn’t seem to commute to my brain. How long does it take before the whole “fake…

A Haiku/short personal story — Winter inhale stings, Warm kisses met on exhale, The promise of spring. I went to Banff, Canada in 2020. I was pregnant but still had no idea at the time. I decided impulsively to hike through the snow by myself. I was grossly underprepared. With the exception of hiking shoes…

From the perspective of a nurse — This article has been a long time coming. I’ve been a nurse in the acute care setting (aka hospital setting) for over nine years. I’ve worked in high acuity settings, lower acuity settings, and in several different hospital environments under different management teams. I can tell you, no matter where…

Not the song by the Rolling Stones — I saw you today, standing there with a white button down shirt and dress pants. I try not to look at you for longer than needed. Your complexion was darker in color, like you’d gone somewhere tropical. The skin around your lips was dry and peeling. Our son hesitated to…

finding my way home — I love water. If the Earth is the body of God, then water is her blood (God is a woman, duh). She’s not called Mother Nature for nothing. Quick side note: I say God throughout this article with no actual religious connotation behind it. I say it as a word…