My brush with hate and how I am moving forward

We made a stop at a little diner in Kentucky to refuel after four hours on the road. The diner was empty except for a little white haired couple who were so offended by a couple of gay girls coming to eat near them, that they left the restaurant. They left their glasses filled and menus lying on the table. What did we do to deserve that little bit of hate? I was fully aware we were in a conservative area of the country; in a very small minority in that area but what about that fact made it okay for that couple to completely walk out simply because of our presence?


A letter to women struggling to get pregnant

If you're trying to get pregnant, there is a lot going on. You may become overwhelmed with emotions. Anger and envy over those who you assume became pregnant easily. Frustration and sadness over another negative pregnancy test. Fear and anxiety that you'll never get pregnant. It may seem like nearly every woman around you is pregnant and you may wonder when you'll have your turn.

Here's my letter to you…


How one woman tackled her body dysmorphia with pole dancing

I was completely inspired with hope as I sat across from Jillian and listened to her story. The room buzzed with her energy. She was dynamic and powerful. I would've never known that just five years before she was in the depths of her struggle with Body Dysmorphic Disorder (BDD). BDD is all consuming — a constant obsession about the shame of one's appearance. This description did not characterize the woman who sat confidently before me. I asked what shifted. I was not prepared for her response.

What would be different if we were all allowed to have tantrums?

My daughter threw a 30 minute tantrum today. I say tantrum, but I look at it through more of an RIE parenting lens, so really, she had a 30-minute emotional release. When we were about 20 minutes in, I started to wonder what the world might be like if everyone were able to have such emotional releases. If there was a judgment-free, intervention-free place where adults, teens, or children could express their anger or frustration or confusion or sadness or whatever else they might be feeling and have others quietly and courageously bear witness.

Yep, there are offbeat funeral planners and they're changing the way you think about funerals

My funeral is going to be at a Dairy Queen. I can just envision everyone eating Blizzards (hopefully Turtles!), sharing stories of their memories with me while my favourite '90s playlist is blaring in the background (while someone is yelling “the music is too loud, can someone turn it down?!”). Of course, my ideas may change closer to when I die, hopefully in 60 years from now.

Luckily, the concept of an unconventional funeral is on the rise.