Parent

Our parenting standards are high. As our children and families grow, we may struggle to stay on that perfect course.

Your meltdowns never made any damn sense. They were the product of your immature squirrel brain. My mama freakouts, on the other hand, make hella sense.

The children, said in unison, “What’s National Coming Out Day?” That’s when my comment when from casual to teaching opportunity.

I mess up and do things very differently than I want to sometimes. When that happens, I have one rule for myself: I stop and apologize to my kid.

I don’t remember what it feels like to have a first date, a first kiss, or even to be interested in someone. I don’t know how to start dating again.

When I finally realized I was trans, it was after almost a year and a half of therapy, a lot of trauma, and after becoming a parent.

I opened the door to my heart and told him not only did I desperately need him, but that I was desperately afraid to need him.

Cancer isn't fun or fair, but at the end of the day, life — even a cancer-stricken one — was better because we were in it together.