Kristi Pahr

When my oldest son was a baby, my husband and I used to talk about what sports he would play.

I found my first gray hair when I was 12 years old. Twelve. I had gray hair before I had a period.

Don’t be an asshole is my barometer. It’s my go-to for figuring out how to respond to any given situation, big or small, personal, local, or global.

“Is she Black or white?” I asked another mom who was describing a little girl in her son’s class that she thought my family might know.

I have to go shopping tomorrow and I’m dreading it.

Soundgarden was part of something bigger, something that changed everything.

Things as simple as a missed call from an unknown number or someone knocking on your door put me into straight up fight or flight. I really do hide from people who come to my door. Real talk, I have gotten on my hands and knees below a window so they wouldn’t see me. I’ve even hidden in the closet. I know. Whacko.