Why am I terrified of 35?
It’s been a while since I’ve blogged. I like to think it’s because things have been going well and that I haven’t needed to vent. All sorts of exciting things have been going on in the last several...
View Articlethe saddest change of all
I’ve talked before about some very personal things – including my complete lack of desire to reproduce. The conversation happens at an alarming rate – people find out my age, or how long I’ve been in a...
View Articleguilty admission: I was a shitty step-mom
It’s time to come clean publicly: I was not always the world’s coolest step-mom. me and ‘the kid’ (she’s old enough to drink – WTF?) sitting in a skanky nightclub in Portland, OR waiting for Mickey...
View Articlecancer sucks
I don’t even know where to begin this story. But years ago in the theater, I made friends with a family. (I didn’t even realize they were all family at first!) They were new, I was not. The father was...
View Articlean unexpected and heartbreaking farewell
This is Maisey. Maisey was affectionately known as “the best dog in the house.” We called her Maisey, Maisey Moo, Moo Moo Moo, Miss Moo, Fat Cat, The Biggest Prettiest Kittiest. I adopted her three...
View ArticleLoss, Ten Years and Counting
December 12, 1997 – David Wayne King, age 26, me, age 18 I don’t think I’ve ever shared this image before. I’m a baby, just 18. Safety pins in my ears. Bleached hair growing out. Braces. Clothes from...
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