On Fear and Fog

On Fear and Fog

My first claustrophobic experience happened when I was pregnant with my 5th child while army crawling on my belly through a dark cave in the Ella Valley. I know, I was as shocked as you are. I remember the guide saying, “Ma’am, I don’t think...
On Car Crashes, New Jobs and Self Worth

On Car Crashes, New Jobs and Self Worth

It’s not every day that an average citizen gets the opportunity to be first to respond at a major car accident, but such was my lot last Wednesday afternoon. I was first on scene and among the last to leave. I had just finished an intense and productive meeting with...
Thanks For The Mammaries

Thanks For The Mammaries

I’m on my way to get an ultrasound. Of my boobs. I am trying to stay cool and collected, and remember the doc’s emphasis about this being a “precautionary measure just to confirm that everything is fine,” but my heart has gone rogue and abandoned rationale in favor of...