Tics speak truths my voice won’t utter, a stuttered drum beneath my calm facade They ripple through my quiet moments,…
The Weight of Time and the Pull of Solitude
I Was Supposed to Be Dead by Now. Six years ago, I wrote the blog post, “Shaking and Alone: My Life…
Shaking and Alone: My Life with Tourette Syndrome
My mother has dementia. She is in the final stages. She no longer knows who I am, not really, but…
From The Other Side Of The Dance Floor
My first two long relationships ended with someone leaving. One was a marriage. She chose another man. He had the…
Wear The Hat
Sometimes, supporting a small business is as simple as wearing a hat… Just before I interviewed Stephenville head football coach…
What the Sunset Pulls From Me
There are seasons inside me that forget how to rain. Even when grief arrives dressed for the occasion, even when…
Emotion Meets Truth
Emotion is not the enemy of truth. I have always had compassion for what people feel. Pain is not imaginary…
When You’re the One Initiating Contact
What does it mean when you’re always the one initiating contact? A thoughtful look at one-sided communication, unresponsive friends, dating, effort, and when it may be time to stop carrying the whole relationship.
Crack Above Me
I did not see it until it seemed to see me back. The crack is not a line, exactly,more like…
250 Years of Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness
Two hundred and fifty years. Somehow, the experiment still breathes. A country born from defiance, held together by sacrifice, and…
History of Echoes
We say people “made history” a lot. A team wins a championship. A runner breaks a record. Someone does something…
By Whose Measure
There are seasons of life when success feels like a finish line. A title.A number in the bank account.A house.Recognition.Proof.…
Butterflies Land on Tuesdays
A strange thing happens when you are 46 and single. People begin treating your relationship status like an unsolved cold…
The Loud Inside Me
I spent 23 miles beside Lake Michigan, and somehow the loudest thing out there was still inside me. I am…
Swipe Left If You Want Division
Somewhere along the way, people started confusing political disagreement with personal incompatibility. Dating apps have become a fascinating sociology experiment…
Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Pizza 