I don’t know if it’s important for you to know this or not. But I wanted to say it anyway. As gun owners who are trained to handle, disassemble and use our handguns, Chris and I had a talk last night. He is a Veteran and I often feel very safe having him around not… Continue reading Hey America, it’s me, L.
I wasn’t up until 12am Pacific Time to binge watch the release of your much-anticipated masterpiece, A Year In The Life, that I have been hoping would exist since I first watched the series start to finish while huddled over my 11″ TV in a dorm room in the middle of a snow storm. Why… Continue reading To Amy Sherman-Palladino
I am a girl. I am a gun owner. I am aware. None of us are immune from hearing the stories. Stories that echo in hysteria and haunt with the ever elusive demons of minds that are too ensnared to understand. Things must seem so simple from atop the soap box from which the screams… Continue reading Lock, Shock & Barrel
I think about you. Even more than that, I talk about you. No matter what kind of a relationship we have had, glorious or catastrophic, brief or ongoing….I constantly think about you. My biggest fear is that I will one day die, and I will be forgotten. At first my memory will be fluent and… Continue reading Burning Ears
Sometimes it seems easier to try and retreat. To retreat from a fight. To retreat from work. To retreat from your life. But where can you go? Sometimes home is where you are retreating from. Not everyone has a park or quiet street to roam. With animals, cars, sirens, alarms and the general chaos of… Continue reading My Little Corner of the World
A letter to my future child: Hey Sweetheart, I want you to know that sometimes, no, most times, things do not feel certain. Life, rules, norms, statistics and figures change instantly and frequently. That is how it works. It is also completely chaotic. There is one thing though, that I want you to know; I… Continue reading My Tiny Little Baby
My dearest Teddy, It’s moments like this that I wish I could write songs because words in and of themselves seem so inadequate. Honestly the details are still very fuzzy. But I know you were my saving grace these last few days. I remember a lot of moments being lost in thought and just staring into the… Continue reading A Letter To Teddy