I’m not a fan of using militaristic terms and even try to avoid using gun terminology that’s woven into idioms. But ironically, it’s motherhood—or at least the push to become a better mother—that seems to best fit the paradigm of an ongoing battle. This constant striving and struggle have been at the forefront of my mothering mind recently since our oldest child just started college 2500 miles away from home.
One could say that America was born from rage and grows from rage. I learned that firsthand at the Women’s March four years ago, when my country was mired in…
Earlier this week, an intense windstorm knocked out our power for several hours. Today is the third day of an orange sky casting an eerie pall over Portland, as wildfire…
Funny how fiction and reality often merge. Each reflects the other, no matter how much time passes between when a story was written and when a person interprets it. Such…