Mandate is not a nice word. The definition is: "An official order or commission to do something." The definition in itself reminds me of my dysfunctional relationship with authority. I've never been a fan of being told what to do. Will I often do the right things and make the right choices? Yes. Do I… Continue reading Mandate
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The Day Racism Died
It was a blessing to be raised by a father who didn't train me to look at people through a lens of color, but even with this advantage, I didn't fully understand until sophomore year of high school. I'm a white female, raised in a middle-class household by a single father. I don't apologize or… Continue reading The Day Racism Died
Hibernation
The cold weather takes it out of me. If the opportunity ever presents itself to move somewhere warmer, I'm taking it. Until then, the idea of hibernation seems so lovely. There is a post that circulates on Facebook, saying- "Could you live in this cabin with no internet and no TV for one month? At… Continue reading Hibernation
